Suit yourself, Jeremy.” Lumhai said evenly. He was secretly pleased at the would-be absence of the bandaged man. His farewell extended, Lumhai returned his eyes to Vespera. When his gaze settled on her, he blinked, dumbfounded. He looked away for a moment, and she had become a different person. In place of silver hair and violet horns framing a face that mimicked the night sky she sported pale skin, and hair blacker than a raven’s wing. The unsettling change took Lumhai by surprise, and he stood with mouth agape before recollecting himself. Lumhai offered his arm before realizing what would happen if Vespera took it, and snatched it to brush invisible hairs from his brow. “I hope you enjoy fish, Vespera.” Lumhai said, gesturing towards the city, which was now beginning to change. “For, there is little else available.” |