33: Meet the Warlock

When we were already downstairs, a tall shelf filled with books was the first thing I noticed. We walked beyond it and saw a man, probably in his thirties, with shoulder length hair and glasses. He was sitting on a messy table with papers and books. When he noticed us, he lifted his gaze with a crease on his forehead.

“Sir Norman, Sir Lucius is here for you,” Billy said politely. He smiled at us and I returned his smile before he left. He seemed to be very young, perhaps between sixteen or seventeen.

Norman cleared his throat and went back to whatever he was reading in the book. He seemed to not be intimidated by Lucius’ presence, which was rare. “Mr. Voss, it has been a long time.”

Lucius took the seat in front of the table and he tapped the chair beside him, telling me to sit. When I was already seated, he said, “Yes, long time no see, Norman. It has been what, three years? Billy was still a kid the last time I visited.”

Though Lucius phrased it as a “visit” I was sure there was mor