Theodore
I pull up the sleeves of the pullover I am literally swimming in as I squirm in my seat.
Still trying to process everything he told me about him being a vampire and how he had lived for centuries and centuries already, I find myself feeling as if I were falling into the void.
Realms, werewolves, faes…This trip must be the most awful I have ever been on.
Apparently, he is feeding me only the most basic information, wanting me to ask what I want to know.
As if I have as much time as he has.
Or maybe I’m not important enough.
It seems like the floor is lava, my way-too-high pulse causing my blood to rush through my ears as it is getting hotter and hotter.
Aren’t castles supposed to be cold?
“Why…” I gulp, wetting my lips with my tongue as my mouth dries out. “Why did
