Michael
I haven’t been to Scarlet Thunder in… years. I didn’t realize how long it’s been until I pulled up to the back of the castle, somewhat startled by how small it looks compared to my memories from my childhood. Not that it's a small castle, but I'm much bigger now. I step out of my car, my face downcast against the rain as the sound of a door opening cuts through the downpour, and Cole’s voice echoes toward me in greeting.
“It’s about f*****g time you showed up!” he shouts, beckoning me through a side entrance.
“It took me a lot longer to get here than I anticipated,” I reply, wiping rain from my face. “I had to spend the night at an inn twenty miles west of here.”
“Yeah, I heard. Want a drink? Something to eat?” Cole claps me on the shoulder.
I take a moment to take him in,
