Omake#10

  The Mayor of Aste stands right before me, hands crossed behind his back, charming smile on his face and in a smart looking black coat worn over a white tunic shirt and leather trousers.

The man seems completely unfazed by the burning of his expensive lodge, far more concerned with…well, I have no idea what the man is thinking.

The resemblance he bears with his son, Mevir is uncanny. Jet black hair, curved smooth chin and clear skin that glistens in the light of the raging fire around us.

His smile is unmoved all while I silently stare at him, long rid of my shock at his presence. It's obvious now, something's gone terribly wrong with the plan.

Shit! What do I do now?

I'm not certain I want to face this man. Despite being a human…the aura he exudes is one similar to mothers and even a bit similar to Asher.

A commanding authority. Power.