Sebastian
I did not like the idea of staying in a vampire’s home for the evening, but the journey back was unquestionable, and I felt the unquenchable urge to shower off the rank air of the brothel.
The sounds coming from that place still burned in the back of my head.
I found Adrian awaiting me in the room Lord Mueller had arranged for us. He had been looking terribly bored when I arrived. Now he was crossing his arms, staring at me aghast.
“You went to a brothel?”
“For an investigation,” I explained, already knowing what would come out of his mouth next.
“And you didn’t invite me?”
I ignored Adrian and took a seat on the sofa. The ring he had found was burning a hole in my pocket, and I took it out to admire the stone. Whoever the wizard was, he must’ve left in a hurry. A ring of
