![]() ![]() ![]() She wore the traditional white robe of the Vigil elders, and her posture was straight but relaxed. Elena sat on the other side of the room, a small smile touching her features. I’m sure you have responsibilities you are neglecting.” “If I leave, I would be neglecting my greatest responsibility,” Dev said evenly. “You don’t need to stand around counting the seconds. ![]() “Dev, you can wait outside,” said a soft feminine voice. A promise he failed to keep with someone else. He promised her he’d be here, promised he’d never let anything happen to her. How long had he been waiting? How long had he been trained to the same fixture? The answer didn’t matter. Staying perfectly still, he was unable to look at anything but the emptiness. Frowning, he wondered if she was scared to come here or if she was entirely fearless as she closed her dark eyes-eyes that he’d seen burn with determination-only to open them to an unknown beginning. How would it feel to wake up on such a thing? He couldn’t imagine it being pleasant, but then she’d dealt with worse than lying on a cold surface. The surface was white, smooth, and looked entirely uncomfortable. ![]() Mellow Prologue HE LEANED AGAINST the wall, studying the bare table before him. ![]()
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