Rowan
The thing about getting rid of pests is that it fills you with such a profound sense of satisfaction, it makes you feel invincible, like nothing can touch you.
That was exactly how I felt as I walked into Soren's office the next morning, eager to prove I could handle the task he'd assigned to me.
I slept so soundly after taking Ivan's power, so much that I almost forgot I had something to do today.
Soren was already seated behind his desk, a glass of whiskey in hand despite the early hour. His sharp blue eyes flicked up to meet mine as I entered, and he smirked. "You look like you slept well."
"Yes, I did," I said with a shrug, leaning against the doorframe. "What's the plan?"