Genevieve withdrew from his arms and turned around to stare at him. That was a strange thing for the demon to say.
Her headteacher at school had been Aubyn, the Grim Reaper who Lucian had been at odds with for several centuries.
Had he found out?
It was a very random question otherwise. She looked at him probingly and there was only curiosity in his eyes. She couldn’t see any trace of suspicion which caused her to relax to a degree. There was still a need for a lot of caution with answering the question.
“I had to visit his office a few times for some bad marks,” she said. “He was a bit scary. The old headteacher was much nicer.”
The previous headteacher had been much nicer than Aubyn by purely not being him.
Lucian nodded.
“That’s interesting to know.”
Genevieve still didn’t see a
