Carlo Kennedy watched as the look on Vlad Keddrick's face darkened. He wasn't exactly the prince of light but he had never seen him look so dark either. He looked blanched in the dimly lit room.
Carlo wondered whether this was a regular thing with him every time he anticipated some big news. He could not answer that question himself. He was only an imposter. He knew nothing would save him from Vlad's wrath if he ever found out who he was. The good thing was that he would never find out. He would make sure of that.
"Well…." Vlad was straining his neck, looking at him with dark curious eyes.
Carlo sat up and cleared his throat noisily. "You might not need to find The Book of Truth yourself after all."
Vlad looked unimpressed. "Is that the big news?"
"No, that's not quite it," Carlo intervened.
Vlad Keddrick knitted his brows as his anxiety heightened. "So, what is it then?" He pressed on.
