If ever there was perfect timing, then that is our dear Stefan dying and not finishing his last words. Well, could the man not have told me before I so casually drove a dagger through his heart and in so ending the only, which is believe for now, but could be the only way how we shall know what this legacy is that I shall fulfill.
But, that shall be the least of my problems at the current time.
I do have a rather furious, Connor Windchaser looking at me waiting to drive his own very dagger through my heart. "I suggest you start talking about this brother of yours."
I only but shrug my shoulders at him not having much of a clue about his request, "My dear Connor." And that is exactly where he stops me, "My dear Sebastian, don't even think of starting to sugarcoat things. I want to know why did your brother cause such a rampage in Scotland."
