CHAPTER EIGHTOne step inside Relics and Charouth immediately appreciated Kissera’s sense of humor. The layout showed a definite Dr. Who influence with the whole bigger-on-the-inside thing.
“Good afternoon. Welcome to Relics. I’m Angela. Can I help you?” A short, plump human with curly brown hair tied in a loose bun greeted them. She stuck out her hand for Charouth to shake, a burgundy ribbon wrapped around her wrist. So this was Kissera’s human. Interesting choice. A little older than expected. While there was no grey in her hair, Angela looked old enough to have the common sense the Creator gave her and not get involved with vampires. Well, nothing she could do about it. Five thousand years as a Watcher will teach anyone it’s pointless to try and change a human’s mind.
“Good afternoon,
