Chapter Four
The morning light that drifted through the narrow kitchen window gave added warmth to the large room heated by the small wood burning stove. As school master, Ahmity had inherited the large cottage at the edge of the woods, closest to the school. The thin wooden walls offered little protection from the cold, unlike the thick stone wall of his now-shattered castle.
He sat across the table from his guests. Tom tapped his long black claws rhythmically on the small wooden table. His large bat-like wings were folded neatly behind him. The sunlight danced across his dark gray skin, casting tiny shadows on the puzzle of lines that covered his leathery skin.Pony sat beside him, still in her stunning human form with raven hair and olive skin. Her auburn eyes were cast down at her pla
