The Signs of Calamity - Part 4

When her eyes met Beam's, her expression softened. "Ah, Beam," she said with a smile. "You can come in, if you like. It's fine isn't it, Greeves?"

Beam heard Greeves' gruff reply in response. "Fuck it. Let the lad see that I'm not the worst the world has to offer."

"C'mon then," Loriel said, with a motion of her head, her curly black hair swaying from the movement. Beam noted the exhaustion in her eyes as he passed her. It only heightened his curiosity further.

Inside the room – along with Judas, standing with his arms folded against the wall – was a woman that he did not recognize, sat on a chair beside the roaring fire, a meek expression on her face. She glanced up at Beam with something close to fear, biting her lip.