The sun gradually moved across the sky above Meraxor, casting gleaming shafts of light down onto the castle of Belkeep. As each ray caught the golden leaves, a hundred beams of sparkling brightness were cast off, giving the immense castle an ethereal, glittering aura.
The sun graduallyVincent prowled the corridors of Belkeep Castle, turning tumultuous thoughts over in his head. It was a coincidence, a mere scattering of luck alone that his army, the Brotherhood of Shadow, had received the elixir of life. A small child had arrived in his fledgling nation carrying it. Vincent had taken the small vial of innocuous looking liquid, and his immortality had begun there.
He had thought it would level out the advantage Callista had—the ability to never age, to train for eternity and become the be
