As Kysenia entered the massive ancient stone building of the National Archive Library in Bucharest a tall lean man wearing an all black suit was waiting for her. He appeared very distinguished with his black haired crew cut with the only signs if his apparent middle age being his mature demeanor and the silver streaks of hair at his temples.
Kysenia noticed the hooded and robed individuals lurking in the shadows, unseen by the human populace.
The man bowed his back and lowered his head, slightly.
“Grand Master Kysenia Skadus, welcome…I was thrilled to get your message that you were back in Romania…”
“Grand High Warlock Mortemis Blackwood, it’s always a pleasure to visit your academy…” She lowered her voice. “Why are we being so formal?”
He straightened up with a smile. “I’m sure you’v
