"Mr. Wisdom?" Mistress Lorelai called, drawing me out of past revelry and back into the present where the impending arrival of a master vampire and his coven were a looming threat that I was Hel-bent on seeking revenge on. "Did you hear me?"
"Sorry, mistress." I scratched the back of my head which was still in the middle of brushing away bad memories. "What were you saying?"
Our dökkálfar instructor cast an irritated gaze my way.
"I asked you if you'd thought up another crazy but admittedly brilliant plan to stop a master vampire from massacring this town?" Mistress Lorelai asked in an exasperated tone.
An impish smile began growing on my face. "Really?"
"Mistress…" Beside me, my fiancé's brow creased. "Are you sure about this…?"
