"It's certain," Mencheres replied, no emotion in his tone.
Jeremiah mulled this over. I saved silent. This used to be his call. He used to be the one who'd recognised Mencheres all of his undead life. Far be it for me to begin voicing my disapproval simply because Mencheres gave me the heebie-jeebies.
Jeremiah nodded after a long moment. "I'll do it. "
And I knew Mencheres should hear it when I thought,Aw, s**t. He did not comment, though. He simply rose, all lengthy black hair and sharp granite eyes, and then embraced Bones.
"We will seal our new alliance subsequent week. Until then, communicate of it to no one but those you have faith the most. "
Then Mencheres released Jeremiah and gave me a wintry smile.
"Nowyou can leave, Cat. "
The house Mencheres used to host the gathering in
