Chapter Two Hundred-Fifty-Two – The Allure Of The Night
Stefan wiped his face, leaving his seat and adjusting his hair. The day finally came to an end so he could end it with an interesting visit.
His eyes went to were his younger laid. He blew the candles off and worked on keeping his table besides Sorren in case he rolled to the ground.
"I'm following you."
Stefan froze, quite startled. He's still awake? He exhaled, looking at his stomach area. That black patch really didn't hurt anymore, did it?
"I'd be returning to High Mountains tomorrow." Sorren spoke quietly as it was night, he rose up from the bed.
Stefan felt disappointed but tried not to show it. He didn't always have the time to visit him so it felt nice having him close. "Since when were you in a hurry to return to work?"
