The fireplace crackled softly.
Its flames rose and fell in steady waves. From time to time, small embers drifted upward, glowing faintly before fading into the air.
The warm light filled the room, casting long shadows along the walls.
Nylian, Daniel, and Adam sat before the fire in quiet stillness, the only sound between them the steady crackle of burning wood.
Adam had just finished recounting his journey around the world to the two of them. Of course, he kept certain matters a secret. But both Nylian and Daniel got the basic gist of what he had been up to in the forty-five years that had passed since the Battle of Ravenfell.
"…So the last few years you spent undercover in the Haynam Empire?" Daniel asked in a low voice.
Adam swirled the wine in his glass as he turned to the Lord Marshall. He then silently nodded.
Daniel's eyes narrowed. "What about Marden? Are you aware of his whereabouts?"
Adam's eyes gleamed with a peculiar light.
