It didn't take Evers long to stroll across the little town. He kept his strides short so I wouldn't have to work too hard to stay up. We arrived at what looked to be the outskirts of town. Evers let go of my hand, turning to face me as if looking for something. With a lifted eyebrow in enquiry. He was doing something. He must have found what he was searching for because a smile flashed across his face.
"Not everything appears to be as it appears. This town has existed since the first royal bloodlines."
"As in the originals of supernatural beings?" I inquired.
"Exactly the same," Evers answered, smiling. "The black coven is powerful, but so are these lands."
Before I could ask additional questions about the places he described. Evers began to move backwards, my hands in his.
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