Chapter 252: The Allure Of The Night
Chapter Two Hundred-Fifty-Two – The Allure Of The Night
Stefan wiped his face, leaving his seat and adjusting his hair. The day finally came to an end so he could end it with an interesting visit.
His eyes went to were his younger laid. He blew the candles off and worked on keeping his table besides Sorren in case he rolled to the ground.
"I’m following you."
Stefan froze, quite startled. He’s still awake? He exhaled, looking at his stomach area. That black patch really didn’t hurt anymore, did it?
"I’d be returning to High Mountains tomorrow." Sorren spoke quietly as it was night, he rose up from the bed.
Stefan felt disappointed but tried not to show it. He didn’t always have the time to visit him so it felt nice having him close. "Since when were you in a hurry to return to work?"
"Since you forced it on me." a small smirk crept to Sorren’s lips. "It’s always fun having to boss people around and see the defeated expression on their faces."
Stefan closed his eyes as he left the table. How did his younger brother get so sadistic? "You said you’d follow me, do you know where I’m going?"
Or did he opt to follow because he wanted to spend more time with him before his return? But Stefan didn’t host those thoughts for long, it’s Sorren after all.
"To thank Sir Darren, isn’t it?" Sorren changed his shirt. "I should thank him personally, and ask how close his connection with witches are."
The last part alerted Stefan. The connection Sir Darren had with witches? The young traveler would surely have a connection with witches as he’s from Damancas.