“Maybe,” she answered vaguely.
“Could be that your female is on her way, or could be that there is a storm brewing. Nothing is certain in magic; it moves according to its own will.”
That wasn’t very comforting to the dark elf. He was growing impatient with waiting, but he refused to give up the advantage of fighting on a turf of his choice. He would just have to be patient a little while longer and take comfort in knowing that soon he would have what he should have had long ago.
“We’ve recovered all of the Rapture that was taken and disposed of the humans,” the warrior standing in the doorway of Lorsan’s office announced.
The dark elf king stared out over the casino through his one-way glass not bothering to look at the male. He wanted to growl that it was their own incompetence that h
