Chapter 13: Rent-a-tux

Nobody said a word. Finally the man on the throne broke the awkward silence.

"You haven't been an archon for very long have you?" He asked. "I mean, why else would you be running around naked in the sewers. You probably destroyed your clothes shifting. Tsk. Tsk. Tsk. You'll figure that out."

Still nothing.

"Look. I mean you no harm. What are your names? I will help you if I can."

Sol sighed as he finally let his breath out. "I'm Sol," he said. "This is Pat, Viv, Cash, Conlan, Felicity, and Peppi."

"Ahh. I am pleased to make your acquaintance. I am Prince Verrocchio. I am in charge of all the citizens of the night who call Arbhory city their home. Collectively, we call ourselves the nightbreed."

"Does that include werewolves too?" Pat said with a flash of curiosity.