“You!” Ehrien exclaimed.
“Me!” he answered, stretching his arms to the sides as if he were going to hug her.
“What are you doing here?” The last, and first, time she had seen him was on a crowded London street, playing around with people who seemed just as crazy as him, people she now recognized in that same group. And it seemed some of them were recognizing her too.
“I could ask you the same thing. I thought you were just a Human with Sight. I didn’t think you actually had power, little freshman.” Some of the other members of the group closed in around them in curiosity. “I’m Patrick Hole and I’m the Leader of the Dagger Holders.” Well, that explained all the attention and the lack in hostility once they realised whoever had approached them was someone their Leader knew.
“Elizabeth—El
