Oh, s**t.
This was probably the worst idea in the whole wide world. Me, actually talk to other demons? To Raum’s servants? ME? KAY?
I was sweating bullets by the time we left the mist and pulled up in front of a gigantic, sunny mansion.
“You two will wait in the car. It would be too suspicious. Plus, my acting is terrible, and I don’t want to embarrass myself in front of you two,” I said, and my friends nodded.
Remember. This is only my secondary residence, so the servants don’t know me that well. If they keep trying to ask you things, say you’re here on urgent business. You will go to my room and get a golden key. That’s all. Avoid everyone and refuse to answer any questions, and you’ll be fine.
I didn’t feel safe. I was terrified. I was never the theater kid.
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