Sylvara quickly prepared tea for the both of them and served. Damon sighed with impatience. He watched the old guy calmly pick up the cup and take a sip. His face twitched. Just spill all the secrets already, damn it!
"So you know about the nine hidden families in our world? The nine main families who pretty much rule everything from the shadows?"
Damon nodded furiously. Yup, he was fully familiar with those assholes.
Artimius smiled. "Patience. Patience. Blood God. I will not hold back the truth from you anymore. These nine families are not normal families in any way. In fact, they might not even be entirely human."
"What?" Damon straightened instinctively, every muscle in his back going rigid. "What?" he repeated.
"You heard me. Not entirely human."
"…Explain."
Artimius folded his hands in his lap, looking almost grandfatherly, right up until the temperature in the room plummeted three degrees.
