“Hey!” A familiar voice calls from one of the bigger tables “You three! Over here!” I turn my head, and find the other four already at the table. Lukas, Zen and I walk over to the rest of the expedition team. Zen pulls a chair for me, before pulling a chair from a nearby free table and putting it a

“God, I’m dying.” In the underground library, surrounded by piles of books on the cold floor, I’m sitting leaning against a bookshelf. It’s been three days since we found that notebook. Two days since Lady Starcovesky’s daughter-in-law was swiftly executed by one of Lukas’ people. One day since I’

“Thank you. When— “In exchange of your joining me for dinner, of course.” Arzen says with a sly smile No. No. It’s not worth it if I throttle him. “That invitation is for me and my soulmate both, I hope?” I ask with a stiff smile “Zepherin is rather busy these days, resolving matters of His Hous

“A banquet at this time?” Ever since the expedition, there hasn’t been much to do than to wait for either the contents of the note book Dinah found to be revealed, or for a new case to come up so the body can be collected. My plans for today had been to do nothing, but right after breakfast, a mes

“Are you immortal?” Arryn asks seriously and bluntly I’m just very hard to kill, “No, I’m not.” “This doesn’t make any sense,” Gabriel mumbles to himself, then louder “You’re Zepherin Sigmond! You’ve fought off a whole 100 witch apprentices by yourself and still lived!” I stare at the three of th