Hospitality of Serpents [Part-2]
Then Robert nodded. "Then I will enjoy the night."
He tilted his head slightly. "Go ahead," he said
One stayed still. Then the other did too.
Quiet filled the room like it was waiting too.
The women waited.
Still as stone, the guards did not move.
The air sat heavy, like it was holding its breath.
Over there, William let his eyes drift beyond Robert.
It points elsewhere, never landing on someone.
Far from any wall at all.
Toward empty space.
"Scout."
Stillness filled the air around it.
Casual.
A curve formed in the space at his back.
Not rippling.
Not tearing.
Simply thinning.
A shape deeper than shadow broke loose from the surface, rising slowly, pulling taller, thickening - then settling into the form of someone on one knee.
A single knee rests against the rock's cold face.
Head lowered.
Reality hesitates, leaving its edges blurred like something only partly invited into being.
