[Music Recommendation: Sleeping Child ~ Michael Learns To Rock]
Kael rubbed his finger slowly over his lips as he stared blankly at the door. If anyone was as worried about the princess's safety as he was, it had to be the witch. Now relaxed on his couch, Kael couldn't help but think about Jacquelyn and the whirlwind of her life so far. Was it because he had marked the girl that she suddenly became every painter's favorite muse?
The girl's life seemed to be going just fine until she walked into his. Just as Kael's life had been drama-free until her arrival. Who exactly between the two had brought the trouble was what Kael wanted to know. If what the vesper witch had told him was true, there was someone else besides himself who sought Jacquelyn's soul.
'Two evils want her soul, The Devil and the devil.'
