Chapter 272: Trapped Here

"Witches, witches, witches, and warlocks, name them– if only they were a pain in the ass it'd be easier to obliterate them all together, but they're much more than that." Uttered Cassian as he twirled a book on his index finger, and then he stopped to look at Ivan who was gazing at him with a deadpan expression. He had his elbow propped on the table, his knuckles, a supporting pillar to his head, and he silently cursed at the ethereal glow of this vampire.

They were both seated on a table in Ivan's study, and Cassian's eyes fell on the paperworks that were left disorganized on the surface. The quilt was missing its feather and countless papers Ivan had briskly gone through were displayed on the surface of the table. Out of his own habitual orderliness, Cassian began to arrange the papers while dramatically saying,