#Chapter16
Sylvester Morgan was not what Lucien was expecting.
Then again, that was more of a reflection on Ronan than it was the other man; when Ronan spoke about people, he animated them. When Ronan spoke of people, he made them shine. He made them seem as bright as the shiniest star in a city of eternal night.
It was a beautiful quality to have. To see the best in people, to sieve through all their faults until only the very best of them remained . . . it was magical. Sometimes Lucien wished he could spectate the world through his friend's eyes, just so he could watch through the same sweetened lenses Ronan did.
But he couldn't. It wasn't for lack of trying, but he just coudln't. He didn't have the courage to gamble on people's intentions, and he didn't have the intuition to tell the bad from the good. He was forced to make his decisions through logic and observations.
