Chapter 25 : Conversations with Tahir

Tahir lifted his head from my shoulder and sighed softly. I cupped his cheek and kissed him gently.

“Sorry,” I said. “I didn’t mean to bring up anything painful.” I felt truly awful for bringing him near tears. It was clear that whatever history there was between Tahir and Popescu, it was a painful one. “I just want to understand what’s going on. My quiet little town is full of European magicians and dragons and there’s a cult that’s obsessed with my sex life. It’s a little concerning.”

“No need to apologize,” he sniffed. “I understand why you want to know.” He sighed and turned his gaze towards the window across the room. “You keep referring to a cult,” he began slowly. “Do you know what Popescu calls his group?”

“No,” I answered in surprise. “Are you saying it really is a cult?”