It was the last day of the seventh month, and a thunderstorm bellowed outside their mansion in Opalgate. Wind blew raindrops and a branch of a maple tree against the window.
The month since he and Tival arrived in Opalgate had flown by.
Heldon sat at a solid oak desk, replying to one of Lady Zolani’s trade requests. His quill scratched against the parchment as he finished writing.
Bianca Zolani had been truthful, and diplomacy between the two covens was going smoother than it had in a century.
She and Lady Sloane had attended Tival’s coronation representing the Steelpoint as a pair since Adrian Dastris was still missing. Heldon had studied the soft tone Celia used when talking to Lady Zolani, and the protective fury of Bianca when a male vampire grabbed Lady Sloane.
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