“If you guys continue to act like this, I’ll reconsider being in your company.”
“Princess, it was a joke, don’t take things so seriously,” Baraqijal said.
“Princess?”
“Consider it a pet name,” he said. I ignored him and followed them until they came to their hangout with large logs and a fire burning. Another group of Watchers joined them, and they all greeted each other. They took a seat on the surrounding logs. I selected a spot, in-between Semjaza and Samael, a Watcher from the other group. Samael had shoulder-length raven hair and piercing eyes that remained a black hue.
“We’re going to be in so much trouble for this,” Samael said.
“Damned if we do, damned if we don’t,” Semjaza said.
“I never knew Watchers participated in bonfires,” I said.
“Are you kidding me? We introduced fir
