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I've decided that I'm a magpie because of my passion for trinkets and cuz my AUs are my little treasures

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Blood moon

Chapter 6: The story of the Pryor house

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The last few days have been, fruitful. Remus has gotten to wrestle with the resident wolves twice and while he comes out filthy and disheveled they have not harmed him in a meaningful sense.

The lord and I have been conversing about traditions and architecture and history, be it somewhat removed from the events that initially drew my attention to this town, while watching the playfights in the afternoons. I am not sure what draws Lord Roman to these fights most. Just the novelty of a mortal man idiotic enough to fight two wolves. Or to see the captain let loose and have fun. Both surely play a part.

Today marks the end of our first week in the mansion. I feel like I am ready to look into the mythological side of this world. Starting with Emile’s curious and unique ability.

“My lord, if I may ask, Emile’s… unique talent, is he the only one with an unique ability? Or is it something that some or most vampires have manifest in different ways?” Logan asked as they settled for another afternoon of tea and wrestling. Between breakfast and lunch, Lord Roman and Virgil had other matters to attend, and after dinner the two were usually… Distracted.

They claimed Virgil was merely giving a report. But the tension between them and the innuendos… Well even Logan wasn’t oblivious to them. Still, with how comfortable the two were with physical closeness in public, Logan didn’t think they’d refrain from kissing if they were together. It might be a matter of plausible deniability… But that didn’t seem likely.

“All vampires I’ve met have an ability that is unique to them. As it was explained to me by my sire, it usually relates to who you were as a person or that defined your final days as a mortal. Considering the circumstances that usually surround a turning, those can often be one and the same, as it is believed we show our truest self in our lowest moments,” Roman explained as he watched the wolves circle around Remus.

“… My parents had passed for a few weeks before I started to feel ill.” Logan stiffened. “Milord you don’t have to-” he was silenced with a gesture.

“So many had already died. The staff was reduced to nearly nothing. Emile had actually been one of the first, and the only one to survive… If I’d known then what I know now I’d have tried to fashion a vaccine of sorts of whatever strand he’d caught. But… Nothing that can be done about it now. I tried my best to ensure everyone laid in comfort in their final moments, reassured people that the most important thing was to get better, knowing that they wouldn’t. But Emile had given me a little hope that maybe… Someone would make it.

Emile had gone looking for help. When he returned with the gentleman who’d become my sire, he found me collapsed on the floor, I tried to make soup and was bringing some to a maid who’d fallen ill… He helped me to bed and begged for my life… I was told the consequences and I insisted. I was the only one left to look after the castle and the village. It was my duty. To my blood and to the crown. I would not fail only three weeks into my lordship,” Roman explained, his eyes far away.

“So I was changed. I rose and I felt better. My sire suggested I come along for a hunt… But I refused. I was starving… But I had priorities.

I buried my people… My first meal ended up being the maid I’d wanted to bring soup. She was still alive, but I knew she wouldn’t make it, so, upon her request, I drank her blood so I could regain my strength and fulfill Emile’s wish to join me. His loyalty to me allows him to come at my call, and that of those I deem worthy. The sickness surrounding my end, allows me to perceive illnesses in others as soon as they are present in the body. Whether the symptoms have started or not,” Roman explained.

“Watcha talking about?” Remus asked as he got back to them, covered in mud and sweat and scratches and very satisfied with his… Workout.

“Lord Roman informed me he has the remarkable ability to see if a person is ill even if they don’t know it yet,” Logan surmised, skipping over the rather personal story.

“Oooh that’s cool. What’s up doc?” Remus asked, wide eyed.

Roman blinked in surprise and then looked at Logan for a moment. Frowning.

Logan shifted nervously. That… Probably wasn’t the best sign…

“Does your bloodline have a history of sudden death after 40,” he asked. Oh that definitely wasn’t good. Logan thought back.

“My grandmother on my mother’s side passed away very early and suddenly,” he recalled. He never met the woman but he’d heard stories… She was supposedly vibrant and “Tough as nails” so her passing had been a shock to everyone.

“You have a genetic lung cancer. It is still dormant, but someday it will develop and by the time you notice, it will likely be inoperable,” Roman revealed.

“… That’s kind of a bummer,” Remus stated. Logan wasn’t sure what he’d expected to happen when asking someone what medical issues they were unaware of.

“Surely there is a way to cure me…” Logan asked.

“All I can do for you is turn you. But the cancer might still develop. It would feel like you have asthma. Which isn’t a great way to spend eternity,” Roman informed him.

“But that doesn’t mean human doctors cannot treat it if you catch it on time. We can work out a written contract for you to safely visit the castle every full moon to let me see if the cancer has developed yet. Once it does you can go to a doctor. A written contract will prevent an accidental promise to occur like when you arrived. Again I’m so sorry. I was hungry and excited,” he promised, glancing at Virgil with a smile.

“Of course there are fey and witches, though those can be tricky to deal with, I would advise you have me or Emile by your side to lead negotiations. There will be some in attendance at the Halloween ball. I can introduce you,” the vampire lord offered.

“Ok, so now that Lo isn’t going to die. Do me!” Remus insisted.

“Your concern for my wellbeing is touching,” Logan huffed.

Lord Roman meanwhile looked at Remus for a long moment.

“You are lactose intolerant…” he started.

“Boo, I knew that already!” Remus whined, getting a slap to the back of his head from Virgil.

“Let him finish,” Virgil warned.

“One of your kidneys is bigger than the other. Your organs are mirrored, you should get a bracelet for that in case they need to operate on you or resuscitate you. And there is a parasite in your gut that you should get removed as soon as possible,” the castle lord finished.

“See?” Virgil huffed.

“That is pretty cool. So the scary one also has a cool power then?” Remus wondered.

Virgil scoffed. “That depends on what you consider cool. But yeah. He has a power,” he confirmed.

“We will ask him about it should our paths cross again. For now… Remus would you be willing to participate in some physical challenges as a way of comparison?” Logan asked.

“Comparison with what?” Remus wondered.

“I am curious in how vampire and wolf strength and speed differs from a fit human. So I would like to ask our hosts if we could do some tests to see the difference in action tomorrow?”

Lord Roman and Virgil looked intrigued by that.

“Oh, I would not mind a race. How about you mon capitain? Care for a race? A test of endurance perhaps?” Lord Roman purred.

Virgil’s cheeks darkened slightly as he nodded. “I wouldn’t mind that master,” he assured him.

“Heck yeah!” Remus cheered.

“It is getting late, we have some things to take care of before dinner,” Roman announced as he got up. “Enjoy yourselves, we will see you in the dining room as usual,” The lord stated before leading the captain back into the castle.

Tomorrow would be interesting then. For now, Logan wanted to visit the kitchen. He’d heard mention of their cook many times by now and if nothing else he wanted to thank him for the excellent cooking. Now that he knew that Emile was only a call of his name away, the alleged cannibal that might be working there as well didn’t make him as nervous.

“Where are we going?” Remus asked curiously.

“The kitchen. I wish to thank Remy for his cooking and perhaps meet more of the staff, as well as see something new of the castle,” Logan explained.

“Oooh, with the scary cannibal? Count me in,” Remus grinned.

“The goal is not to get eaten, I will call for assistance should it look like we can’t handle the company,” Logan pointed out.

“Booo,” Remus complained.

Logan was glad he hadn’t lost sight of Remus while they were here. Otherwise he’d worry that he proverbially sold his soul for a penny behind his back.

… Though given their current circumstances, that might not be as proverbial as Logan used to think.

They found their way to the kitchen easily. Logan knew where he could expect them to be based on traditional layouts of such castles.

As he came to expect by now he found a modern kitchen that was built to fit the style of the building around it. Top of the line, but customized so it didn’t stick out against the old stonework.

“Look alive people, especially if you are! We’re starting on dinner in 30 minutes, before that I need this kitchen to sparkle as new!” a voice called out. No doubt the chef.

Logan looked around to find the source. Remy turned out to be a ghost. A ghost who was handing off pots and pans to Sara to clean before they’d be used.

Next to him Emile stood with an enamored smile.

“It amazes me every time how thorough you are,” he mused.

“Ah babe, you know me. If I’m passionate, I don’t mind some hard work,” Remy winked making the usually in control butler giggle.

“Oooh, you two are definitely banging,” Remus noted getting their attention before Logan could finish slapping the back of his head. “Would it kill you to show a modicum of decorum?” Logan hissed.

“What? They weren’t being subtle! A toddler would catch up on that inuendo,” Remus complained.

“He’s not wrong,” Remy chuckled as he floated over. And greeted them. “Remy Meyers at your service. You two are the human guests huh?” he noted.

“Yes, we came here to properly thank you for your good care. I apologize for my friend,” Logan offered.

“It’s all good man,” Remy chuckled.

Logan took the ghost in. He looked very different from most ghosts Logan had encountered.

“You seem younger than some of the other ghosts working in this castle,” he observed. While the ghosts were from different eras, most seemed to be at least from before the late nineteen forties.

Remy chuckled. “Good catch. I wandered over here in the nineties after a bad stint at med school. I didn’t want to go home and admit I was a failure, probably drank a bit too much… V-man and the lordyness were out for some social function and Tommy was chasing off some other drunk teens. Most of the rest of the staff was asleep. I managed to wander my way up the east tower and I took the quick way down. Emile found me, but it was too late to kiss me better. I didn’t really wanna know where I’d end up so my soul just kinda hung around. I’ve been up since. It wasn’t as bad as I thought it’d be. But down here I got put to work in my real passion,” Remy explained. “It started as a way to make up for the mess I made and the whole crisis that followed. But I liked it. And I didn’t mind the company I found here,” he added with a wink towards the flustered Emile… Wait.

“Vampires have blood?” Logan noted.

Emile looked up and touched his cheeks. “Ah, not quite like humans do. We are rather anemic. Even a well fed vampire such as me and the good lord. It is technically possible for us to feed off of each other. Though it’s not exactly blood we’d be consuming and it is considered very intimate. It’s usually either done between partners or a way for a leader to assert dominance,” Emile offered, perhaps a bit more liberal with information than usual in order not to draw attention to the faint color on his cheeks.

Logan nodded in interest though. That was a part of their physiology he hadn’t expected.

“Emile, could I ask… I am planning to investigate the difference in strength, speed, endurance and agility between the captain, Lord Roman and Remus tomorrow. Would you be able to acquire a dynamometer and a chronometer if it’s not too much of a hassle,” Logan quired.

Emile cocked his head. “I could but our lord would likely crush it into many little pieces,” he revealed much to Logan’s shock and Remus’ excitement.

The following silence hung for a few moments before both the butler and the chef burst out laughing. “I apologize, it was too tempting. Though one made for human use might be pushed to it’s limits, we are rather on the strong side. As for our captain, it might be more informative to measure his pounce and bite as wolves aren’t built for a strong grip,” Emile mused.

“I will put my faith in you then,” Logan smiled.

Suddenly they were all distracted by something metal falling to the floor and a skitter of little things bouncing and rolling about, followed by a chorus of gasps.

They turned to the source of the noise and saw a handful of young children stare at them wide eyed surrounded by fallen candy.

“Now you kids better not be here to spoil your dinner,” Remy warned sternly.

“N-no mister Remy,” the group chorused.

“Good, clean up the mess, and then go play. Dinner in an hour,” the ghost instructed.

“Yes mister Remy,” the kids chorused again and got to work.

“I hadn’t noticed children in the castle before,” Logan noted.

“Yeah, some of the volunteers bring their kids along to live here,” Remy shrugged.

“Now, I should get started on dinner, and you, precious little sugar nugget, should be getting to your job as well,” Remy stated before giving Emile a quick kiss.

“We won’t bother you anymore then. Thank you for your excellent care, both of you,” Logan offered.

“It’s our job. But it’s nice to be appreciated,” Remy announced.

“Aw, but I wanted to ask about ghost se- ow!” Remus exclaimed as Logan jabbed him in the ribs and dragged him along.

“Just when I started to think I might be able to let you wander off,” he huffed.

“Bold of you to assume I haven’t wandered into a hunk or two during the night,” Remus singsonged.

Logan sighed. “Come on. I think I discovered the location of a hidden passage,” he offered, promptly distracting Remus.

Two more weeks to go.

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Questions about powers in your Raven Poetry AU because there is a voice in my brain that is screaming at me to learn everything possible about this world’s magic system. (Sorry if any of these were answered in an earlier chapter and I forgot about it) (and I’ve only read up to chapter 30 so if any of these are answered in a later chapter… yeah.) (also feel free to not reply at all, idc)

So, in this AU, everyone has a power, right? And they manifest/become strong enough to be noticeable during childhood. (how does that part work?) Are there any cases of people who don’t develop powers? Or whose abilities don’t develop until adulthood? Are there any really useless powers/powers with no practical applications like… idk, always switching radio stations at the right time to catch the beginning of a song? Being able to fold paper perfectly? Being able to lower the IQ of anyone within a metre radius of you by exactly 3 points? Does everyone have a completely unique power? Are some powers more common than others?

Functionally, Roman has multiple powers. But technically (and I would assume legally), he only has one. Are there people who technically do have multiple powers? Like, could someone have super strength and X ray vision with absolutely zero connection between the two?

Focusing on Roman, do his different gimmicks have some kind of time limit on them? Would they ever time out at an inconvenient moment like mid-flight? Or do they magically fade away when Roman wants them to, or when it’s safe for the power to disappear? There is an image in my head of Roman frantically trying to come up with a poem for flight while falling through the air, but (based entirely on vibes) it doesn’t seem like such a scenario would be possible. I know you’ve mentioned that he doesn’t tend to do more than two, maybe three powers at once, but that he probably could if he had to… and what would the repercussions of that be? Does conjuring powers wear him out?

Really curious about what’s going to happen with the Fortunas Trinitae (hope I spelled that right) plotline, but if any of the answers to these next questions would spoil that, probably don’t answer? Ultimately it’s up to you if you want to do spoilers though. (Might not even be spoilers, like I said I still have 20+ chapters to catch up on)

So:

Theoretically, could Roman summon powers of wealth creation, fortune telling, and luck manipulation? Or is there a plot device that keeps that from happening? Can Roman only summon physical abilities like the angel wings and fire monster? No, right? Cause he had that study boost thing. Are there any powers that he’s unable to conjure? Can he copy powers? Can he steal powers? (Is there anyone whose power is stealing/suppressing other’s powers?)

Virgil… definitely something is up with his spidey sense. Pretty sure that it has to do with Professor Daniel’s experiment thing, and also that I’ll probably find out once I actually read the rest of the fic.

uh. yeah. I think that’s all the questions I have? If there’s anything else you feel like sharing about the magic system, PLEASE DO. No worries if you haven’t thought super far into it, I just think it’s really interesting! Sorry for the long ask, and again, no pressure to answer. Have a great day!

Hi! No worries. I got so excited when I saw all these fun questions. It means so much to me that the world is of interest to you. So let's get started: (warning long ramblings under the cut)

Yes, everyone is born with some kind of power. Some cause physical changes in the body (like Logan's tail) and those will be noticable at birth. Other powers will present themselves sooner or later. Virgil's by example is a very intuitive power so he'd be using it from very young even if he didn't understand it yet. Roman's power wouldn't show up until he developed a certain way with words and found his passion for the performing and literary arts. In my head the power can change slightly with the personality of the person. The baseline is established at birth. But by example, Logan's curious nature made him understand all the animals. Someone else with the same 'baseline' power might have just developed 'animal instincts' or develop better senses.

There is always a power. Sometimes you don't realize it is a power until later. But developing a power is as much a given as having a heart or a brain. They might not all be equal but they are all there. There are always late bloomers but that's more a late teens situation. There might have been one or two cases of adults discovering their abilities. But that's more not realizing what it was. Like how do you know your power is attracting luck? Or maybe you have healing powers but every time you just figure you didn't hurt yourself as bad as you thought until you are seriously bleeding one moment and then perfectly fine the next.

There are plenty 'useless' powers. One of Virgil's teachers always knows when it's going to rain. There'll be a character who can change the flavor of food. Mundane stuff. We didn't give the main cast any of those cuz we were having too much fun comming up with them.

There are more common powers, you'll find that telekinesis is one of the comon ones. It manifests slightly different in every user though. But Ro's dad does a good job explaining that in a later chapter so that's all I'll say on the matter for now.

There is always a connection. Wether it is obvious or not. You get one power. That power can give you multiple benefits or be used creatively (Like using telekinesis to fly). But there is always a same point of origin. Being able to use multiple powers like Roman does is Extremely rare. So no Superman's in this universe except for in the comics where the artists can take liberty with the established rules behind powers if they really want to. Superman is an alien there cuz it gives a canonical reason to why he has multiple powers that have nothing to do with each other.

About Roman's powers. I'm pretty sure we elaborated on that before, but a refresher never hurts. Roman's powers run on his emotions. That's why he got so powerful when he was upset about Virgil being kidnapped the first time. So falling out of the sky likely wouldn't happen. It would mean he went form high emotional state to perfectly calm in a second. He always knows he's running out in time. He's practiced enough to be able to tell. Speaking of practice, the more practice he has with a power the easier it is for him to summon it. His charm barely requires any energy anymore as he's used it so much to keep his secret identity. Using a lot of powers or fighting for a long time, is emotionally draining of course. He'd get exhausted if he did too much for too long.

Trinitas Fortuna: He could defenitely do that. But they'd all only work temporarily. Maybe that's good enough for TF maybe not. We'll have to wait and see. If Roman can dream it he can do it. It does help if he is familiar with the power in question though. The study boost one was improvised and gets better with time. I'd say his limits aren't in his power but in his own disposition. If he's scared or grossed out by one it likely won't manifest. So stealing someone's power would only happen if it was the only way. And it would likely not be permanent as none of his powers are permanent. We don't have an All For One in this universe and I'm inclined to keep it that way. But there might be a few who can turn other people's powers off for a bit Erasure Head style.

Virgil. You should defenitely read on for that one yeah.

Something we'd like to add... Well not sure how obvious it is in the story. But in this universe, powers have been part of the human experience since forever. Every belief system has their own spin on where they come from. Scientifically it is just accepted as fact with no difinitive answer on the how and why of it. Of course there is an attempt at categorizing cuz we're humans and our love for boxes is only outdone by cats. So there are active powers (not always happening, only when you choose too. Roman for example) Passive (Can't turn it off. Ever. Like Logan). And within those you have a sub category of Body modifications. A power that changes the body of the individual from the standard humanoid form. Those can also be active or passive. There are still powers that lie in murky waters probably with this one, but it's the best they could come up with.

@skeletinmoss anything to add?

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If you ever wonder how bad my face recognition and name memory is, just know that I figured I called a wrong person lady gaga only like a year or two ago

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Storm dove

Chapter 40: Funny thing about Remus

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Lore for the casino and circus AU(s)? 👀👀 would love to know more about it! What’s going on with it?

🎲Circus casino au Lore! 🎪

After an unknown event some people of the Side city started gaining superpowers. The government tried covering up the event and enforcing authorisation for power usage in a form of Hero's permit. Naturally some didn't find it necessary, they thought is was controlling. Some rebelled and instead of joining the heroes they became villains who tried exposing the truth.

Light sides trio worked at the circus as a group of acrobats before they got their powers and were recruited by the Hero Institute. The Institute provided them with necessary materials and funding. They also provided the trio with a special watch that monitored their vitals, could send a distress call if the situation got critical and doubled as a communication device.

Soon the trio was faced with the villains who were really determined to sneak their ways into various government properties and steal some things.

The powers! Our characters have two powers each.

Virgil ( allies Ace)

Ace up the sleeves - makes him lucky, can be used in different ways: dodging attacks, possessing objects that would help with the task, helping allies with their powers.

Jack of all traits - allows to copy someone else's power, however the skill of using the power doesn't come with it so he has to learn it himself for officient use.

Roman ( allies Stage)

Program - a foresight power that allows to predict moves from one opponent. Could be switched on other opponent during the battle but the movements of previous target are not guaranteed to follow the previous prediction anymore.

Ringmaster - can summon and command allies. Summoned allies take shape of circus workers or animals with exaderated featured and simplified coloring usually pastel with white details. A staff is a part of this power and is used to give orders, can be used as a weapon and can change shape to a whip. If the staff is knocked out of his hands all summoned allies disappear and all allies following an order will stop momentarily unless they choose to keep following it.

Janus ( allies Poker)

Table - transfers allies and opponents into a pocket dimension. A battle space that can be manipulated to create obstacles, terrain and items for the battle.

Bet - uses items of value as a bet in a coin toss. If the toss is won items are kept and a reward is given in a form of a power, information, or an item. If the toss is lost the items disappear and a punishment is given for a varied period of time ( from 30 minutes to a week), a punishment could be anything from a sneeze fit to a lost limb. The higher the bet the better the reward, but also the harder the punishment. Could be manipulated with Virgil's luck.

Logan ( allies Presto)

Vanishing act - allows to teleport if he is hidden from the view. Can be used on any distance. If his cape is used as a view breaker he would be teleported without it. Doesn't allow teleportation out of pocket dimensions.

Magician's hat - a hat with a pocket dimension, allows to summon objects and small creatures. Could be used as a storage and could duplicate items placed in it.

Remus ( allies Dice)

Chance - upon a dice roll will give one power at random with the strength of a rolled number. Upon use the rolled number would show as two dice in Re's eyes. A power could be rerolled at any time during the battle but has a minimum of five minutes before the next roll. Could be manipulated by Virgil's luck.

Snake eyes - upon rolling two ones activates the ability to make people in his sight unlucky. Cannot be used with Chance simultaneously and doesn't correspond to a Chance summoned power with 2 level strength, but can be exhanged to be used instead of Chance at any moment. Doesn't differentiate between allies and opponents, it makes everyone in the field of vision unlucky so long as they are looked at.

Patton ( allies Joy)

Balloon animal - summons balloons that upon being turned into an animal or an item would take it's real properties. Animals act as allies and can be commanded by Ringmaster. Weapons act as their real counterparts. Shields and armour are the only items that can't be popped. After being popped the balloons will vanish.

Laughing gas - creates a cloud of blue mist that upon entering would hinder the use of any power except Patton's. Doesn't differentiate between allies and opponents, would distort any power of users inside of the cloud. Could only be maintained for how long Patton could hold his breath.

The Hero Institute is not as good as they're trying to look like. They are trying to hold powers under control by tracking the users and spying on their conversations. The misbehaving heroes have gone missing and soon the trio would learn why. After being electrocuted by their bracelets for talking about villains in a friendly manner, they're detained and kidnapped. Logan manages to use his power to escape and ask for help from his secret lover, who was helping him with investigation of the Institute, Janus.

Other people who were interested: @deathbydumbass @a-little-miffed @fandombead

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🎭Light sides circus🎪

I can and will make an au out of everything. Welcome to the continuation of the Dark sides Casino

The lights are heroes, the darks are villains. The lore post

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🃏Dark sides casino🎲

Light sides

The lore post

Just been doodling. I missed it, job takes so much out of me. It feels good to just doodle for a bit.

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Blood moon

Chapter 5: Questions

You can read on ao3 (↑) or here. Give some love to the writer and coauthor of this fic @lovelivingmydreams

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Five days have passed since that conversation. I have been trying to keep a low profile on the grounds, hoping to regain some of the Captain’s trust. His protection is invaluable to our survival. I have left the staff alone and spent my time keeping Remus in check and observing the castle and the surrounding grounds as non-invasively as possible.

I observed the staff dynamics and behavior towards our host and warden.

We keep dinner conversations light and pleasant, I have not yet started to ask the questions they are surely expecting.

Mister Janus seems to prefer walks on the grounds. Our paths have crossed multiple times but he has seen it fit to ignore us so far.

With sixteen days left until the ceremony, it seems prudent to find answers to all my questions, not least of all…

“You want me to tell you how to make Cap like you?” the inmate with the neck tattoos wondered as they found him tidying up their room.

“Or at the very least how not to anger him,” Logan nodded. “You seem to be very comfortable and confident around him so you seemed the best person to ask,” he pointed out.

“Hmmm. Sure, but I gotta go on with my chores so we’ll have to walk and talk,” he warned as he started to leave. Logan nodded and followed him out the room, followed by Remus who admittedly had been on his best behavior, but that only made Logan more anxious to learn where the line was with the guard.

“Agreed. I am Logan, this is my friend Remus,” Logan introduced himself.

“Felix, nice to meet you,” the inmate, Felix, bid.

“Well, you can’t do what I did. Unless you are planning to stay here indefinitely,” he mused as he went into the next room and started dusting.

“Could you elaborate?” Logan wondered.

“Sure. I messed with Janus. Virgil can’t stand the guy so that immediately put me on his good side. But until Janus stops holding a grudge, it’s not safe for me to leave even if I was allowed or wanted to. Lord Janus isn’t bound to just the grounds since it would be hard for him to hunt that way. He can’t just feed on the towns people without drawing attention to himself eventually, and the staff is protected unless they have one of these,” Felix held out his leg where the ankle monitor was blinking. “And make a run for it,” he explained.

“If you leave, and he’s still pissed at you, he can hunt you down once you are no longer guests and get back at you both. Wouldn’t recommend. In fact, if you are going to try and get on someone’s good side, Lord Janus might be more important for your survival that the Captain. Virgil is in general more bark than bite. Just be a decent human being and he’s going to warm up to you soon enough,” Felix assured him finishing up another room and going back on his rounds.

Most rooms weren’t occupied and only needed some dusting it seemed.

Logan hummed in understanding. During their first day they’d been escorted to their apartment to gather their things. Virgil also talked to the landlord to let him know that the two friends would be guests at the castle for the coming weeks and not to worry.

He'd been cautious and reasonably polite the whole journey.

He also didn’t have his wolf attributes that day, though they seemingly returned the moment they returned to the castle.

“Janus is a snob. Flattery is probably the easiest way to get him to not want to eat you,” Felix offered.

Logan nodded in understanding.

“So what are ya in for?” Remus wondered abruptly.

“Remus!” Logan scolded.

“It is fine. I was waiting for the question,” Felix assured him.

“I’m not going to lie, if you met me two years ago, you’d be smart to get the hell away. I was a bit of a troubled kid turned troubled adult,” he admitted. “Eventually I got caught, as you can tell, and like the other inmates here, they figured that I was a loss for society and gave me the choice to sit out my sentence serving here or sit in a little cell for a few decades. Like most who picked this one I figured that a job with room and board seemed like a better deal than prison, I picked the castle.

Then I saw Roman feed for the first time and I figured that I was a dead man. But none of the voluntary staff was even nervous around them and pretty soon I figured that we weren’t on the menu so long as we followed the rules. Even when this anklet comes off, I don’t think I want to go. I’m good here. Roman said he’d talk to my parole officer to allow me some more freedom for good behavior. Right now I’m mostly confided to the actual castle and the courtyard in front. Roman feels that I can be trusted to roam the grounds. Honestly if he had it his way I’d be doing groceries and whatever other job I want, but that’s not the arrangement he has with the justice system. Some of the guys here arrive thinking they can start a riot, overpower the rich kid and get out with a big pay day. When they see that the rich kid is an unkillable vampire they usually attempt their first escape, like you guys did,” Felix teased.

“When they realize they can’t leave though, they lose privileges. There’s a guy who works the kitchen who isn’t allowed to leave the kitchen other than to go to his room,” he mused.

“Virgil said he thought that guy might be a cannibal,” Remus recalled.

“Might be. Roman doesn’t feel the need to know who is in for what. To ensure equal treatment,” Felix explained.

“There are only a handful of… Would be inmates as far as I have seen. And not all of the remaining staff are of obvious super natural origin,” Logan pointed out.

“True. Janus has a handful serving him at his home as well, though from what I hear it’s way less comfortable than here. Mostly because Janus might actually have a bite on occasion. As for the others… Oh hi Sara,” Felix greeted a skittish woman who was peaking her head through the door.

“Emile wants a staff meeting,” she whispered. “I said I’d… See if you were done.”

Felix nodded. “Of course. I’ll be there in a minute. Just need to finish up this one room. Thank you,” Felix promised.

Sara nodded and disappeared.

“She’s the one who wouldn’t come out of her room on our first morning,” Logan recalled.

“Yeah. She’s escaped a bit of a nasty home life. Most of the free human staff is here for protection. Apparently there are rumors about the young lord that have spread through the country and some of them have traveled far to feel safe. There is usually an adjustment period. Poor girl was scared of her own shadow when she got here. If the pig that did that to her ever does show up…” Felix scowled and then shook his head. “Well, that’d be his last mistake I’m pretty sure. I don’t think the lord would intervene if Virgil and Thomas decided to hunt that one down,” Felix concluded.

“Well, if that was all. Boss man calls,” he pointed out good naturedly.

“Thank you, and good luck,” Logan offered.

“Oh wait!” Remus exclaimed.

“Yeah?” Felix asked.

“What are the rules on fraternizing with guests?” Remus wondered, wagging his eyebrows suggestively.

Felix chuckled. “Anything with consent is alright for the master of the house,” he assured him with a wink before leaving.

“Hmmm… That wasn’t a no… But also not a ‘lets go right now’,” Remus concluded.

“You are unbelievable,” Logan sighed.

“Did you get what ya wanted?” Remus asked. Logan nodded. “Yes, I feel confident that I can move forward in a way that will allow us to return home without having to look over our shoulders for the rest of our lives,” he noted.

“Dramatic. But accurate,” Remus grinned.

“It is concerning how comfortable you are with the situation,” Logan noted.

“I always kinda hoped that the spooks were real. And now they are and I am one step closer to all my monster fantasies,” his friend pointed out.

Logan had to admit he made a point.

“Fine, I’ll gather my research so far and my notes and I will engage Lord Roman in conversation over lunch,” he decided.

“Are you going to talk his ear off about the past or about mosters?” Remus wondered.

“I thought to start with the historical research and work my way up to the various curiosities surrounding supernatural humanoids,” Logan admitted.

“Good to know,” Remus nodded. Logan was pretty sure that spelled trouble. And he was not entirely wrong. Though it might end up playing out in their favor.

When they sat down for lunch Logan cleared his throat.

“May I ask how old you were when you became the lord of these grounds?” he wondered carefully. He decided not to mention the plague directly until he had to. Bringing up painful memories right out of the gate was definitely bad etiquette.

“I was twenty five,” Roman noted.

Logan nodded. “Then I can assume that you were thoroughly tutored in the going ons of high society and such,” Logan noted.

Roman lit up at that. “Oh, definitely. I can tell you every detail about fashion, etiquette, bloodlines, history… Do not tell my parents should they come by, but I even snuck into town rather regularly so I know quite a bit about the day to day of our people. Though most of that I learned through hearsay of intoxicated youths as I mostly frequented the nightlife. Oh the nightlife… I do miss it. It’s not what it used to be,” he sighed longingly.

“Not that today’s music and night scene are bad, I have managed to drag my dear captain to a dancefloor every once in a while since he joined us.

It just used to… When I was human it was a bit more… we weren’t supposed to even be there. It wasn’t illegal, but none of our families wanted to find out that we spent the night dancing and drinking… It was so exciting,” he sighed longingly.

“I would very much like to hear more about that. Do you have any maps of how the territory evolved over time? I didn’t find any in the library,” Logan said. Oh the library. It was a gorgeous space and the collection was breathtaking. Original prints of pretty much every book a collector would want. Signed copies of a variety of works from The Origin of species to A Christmas Carol. Quite a few addressed to the current lord of the house.

Logan wondered if the lord had traveled or if Tolkien had once sat down in front of the luxurious fireplace to talk about his stories with the young lord.

Logan had decided to move those types of questions to a later date. He was working his way up to personal conversations.

The evolution of the land the Lord presided over throughout the years seemed like a good start.

“Oh they definitely should be there somewhere. I’m fairly certain I had Emile put them back when I was done with them in my study,” Roman mused.

“I might have simply overlooked them. I should ask Emile-”

“You called sir?” Logan just barely resisted the urge to throw the knife in his hand at the sudden presence.

“Emile… Apologies, I didn’t see you entering,” Logan offered. He was fairly certain that Emile had left them to their lunch when they arrived…

Virgil failed to keep from snorting and Roman looked amused as well. “You wouldn’t have. Emile was summoned by you. Hope you weren’t in the middle of something there Emile,” Roman offered.

“It was bound to happen milord. Was there anything you needed young mister Logan?” Emile wondered.

Logan blinked in shock. “Ehm… Maps… Where do you keep the maps of the area?” he asked.

Emile smiled at him and nodded. “Of course. Would you prefer browsing yourself later or would you like me to leave them in your room?” Emile wondered.

Logan pursed his lips. “If it is alright with you I’d prefer to examine them in the library. I’d rather not tempt Remus with precious documents,” Logan stated.

“So we can call you wherever and you’ll show up?” Remus asked excitedly.

“Logan can. If you’ll remember I told Emile to come when he called. It seems I was right to guess that he would not abuse the privilege once he realized just how swift the response time was,” Roman pointed out a bit smugly.

“How does it work?” Logan wondered while Remus sat back pouting.

“I am unsure,” Emile admitted. “When the master or someone who he gave the authority to call upon me looks for me, I find myself present and ready to help,” Emile explained. “I will return when you have need for me,” he promised before leaving the room.

“Is that part of your Lordship? Like how we cannot leave without your permission?” Logan wondered.

Roman shook his head. “No one else of the staff is quite so compelled to give instant assistance,” he stated. “It is an ability unique to Emile. A manifestation of his dedication to his profession,” he mused.

“Fascinating… Does-”

“Oh my God! Fight me!” Remus exclaimed, pointing at Virgil.

“What?” Virgil asked while Thomas perked up from his napping spot by the fireplace.

“I haven’t gotten filthy for way too long. So either Fuck me or Fight me,” Remus explained.

“Oh please Virgil? Can we wrestle?” Thomas pleaded, shifted from his wolf form to a mix.

Logan had noticed that Thomas didn’t wear a collar like Virgil, nor had he seen him wearing a muzzle. Thomas seemed quite eager for this opportunity to playfight, judging by the position of his ears and his rather active tail.

Virgil sighed. “If it is alright with the master,” he allowed.

“Well, he did ask. Just be sure not to cause damage, and try not to break the skin. Janus is wandering the grounds and I don’t want any incidents,” Roman warned.

Thomas responded by turning to his wolf form and jumping around like a dog who’d just heard the word ‘walk’.

Remus jumped up from his chair and rushed out the room, followed by an excited Thomas and an amused Virgil.

“Shall we watch while we continue the conversation?” Logan wondered.

Roman smiled, a brief flash of gratitude in his eyes before standing up and leading Logan outside.

It would seem that they had successfully softened the captain towards them, and they also had a clear path to the fondness of the master of the house.

Things were looking better for them with the minute.

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Chapter 39: Something new

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Blood moon

Chapter 4: Guests

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The escape attempt did not go well. But I am still alive.

The past few hours were… Enlightening and yet confusing.

The voice was foreign to Logan. It said the words in an almost charming drawl.

His amusement was too apparent to fool anyone. Logan tried to step forward again, but his body would not move. Not in that direction anyway. When he turned around his feet did exactly what he intended.

Behind him he found a smartly dressed gentleman with large scars, mostly, on the left side of his face.

He was smiling at them in an entirely unsettling way and leaning on a walking stick with a snake head decoration.

"What did you do to us?" Logan demanded. The gentleman threw his head back and laughed.

"Nothing yet. No. You have agreed to stay at the home of a vampire. You cannot leave without permission," he said as though it was common knowledge.

"And to think that if you had stayed under that mutt’s watchful eye, you would be safe now," he grinned. Then he put up apologetic face. "Oh, my deepest apologies, my lord. I did not know that they were guests. I thought I had caught a pair of thieves sneaking around on the grounds and wanted to dispose of them for you. How unfortunate that they ran before you could make introductions. Such a shame." The vampire grinned wickedly around the last statement.

"Now, do me a favor and run. It's been a while since I had a propper hunt," he growled excitedly.

Logan set his jaw and stared the predator down. The adrenaline had his knees shaking. He would not get far. So he'd choose to stay and stand tall.

If nothing else, the lord and his captain might doubt this vampire's story if he was attacked with his back against the property line that would prove their guest status.

The vampire crouched, ready to pounce. "Suit yourself," he grinned.

And then a howl echoed through the air and the vampire was no longer standing.

He was pinned to the ground by Virgil. Who was wearing a muzzle.

"If you ever so much as sniff the lord's guests wrong, I will rip off this muzzle and tear out your windpipe with my teeth before my master can think to stop me. Understood leach?!" The werewolf growled.

“Careful mutt. You have not lived down the consequences of last time you lost your temper,” the vampire growled, tapping the iron cage of the muzzle.

“It would be worth it if it shut you up for good,” Virgil growled.

“Are you going to behave? Or should I keep you here until the master comes?” he threatened.

“I would never harm one of the noble lord’s guest,” the vampire sneered.

Virgil let out a last warning growl before getting up. The vampire huffed as he gathered his fallen cane and got up as well.

“In case it wasn’t clear, he was the reason I wanted you two to stay put,” Virgil huffed.

“Noted. Apologies… But what was that about us not being able to leave without permission?” Logan asked.

Virgil sighed. “You agreed to be guests in this house. An agreement with a vampire lord in their own home is binding until the next blood moon,” he explained.

“Oooh, sounds creepy. Is that some kind of once in a lifetime thing?” Remus wondered excitedly.

Logan rolled his eyes. “I am surprised you don’t know this, but blood moon is the colloquial name for a lunar eclipse. A full eclipse gives the moon a red hue. It occurs about once every two and a half years. Though I confess I do not know when the next one is due in this area,” Logan offered.

“It’s a month from now, you are in luck. Contracts are renewed at the ceremony. If you want to leave then you just don’t renew it and you are free to go at first light,” Virgil explained.

“Half of the time, human residents don’t bother to attend the ceremony at all,” the vampire noted as he dusted himself off and adjusted his clothes.

“Which, often, means we get to hunt them for sport,” Virgil grinned.

“Does the pup want to snack on the human staff?” the vampire cooed.

“The criminals? Sure. I am pretty sure Remy’s sou-cheff is a cannibal,” Virgil huffed.

The vampire chuckled. “Your master does keep a curious collection of company,” he mused. Eying Logan and Remus.

“They are here for research or something. They want to hear all about history and stuff like that. So you should enjoy their stay. You get to talk their ears off,” the captain pointed out.

“Hm… A sholar. That’s a new one,” the vampire mused. “I do hope that tattooed cleaner runs. He never gets my room right,” he mused.

“Not gonna happen, he gets me snacks,” Virgil argued.

Logan frowned. “So, do you hate humans or not?” he wondered.

Virgil rolled his eyes. “What’s with these blanket statements. I like some, other’s not. Depends on how they treat me and the master.

But as long as you are a guest in this home, no one lays a finger on you under my watch,” he promised. Then he smirked. “So you have a month to make me care to get you off property safely. Or else your best bet is renewing your contract for 2.5 years,” he grinned, though it seemed a bit more lighthearted than the underlying threat warranted.

The vampire scoffed. “Right. As if you won’t walk them home like a good little pup if Roman tells you to get them home safe,” he pointed out.

Virgil growled dangerously. “That is lord Pryor to you, leach,” he hissed.

“Captain, surely you are not being rude to my guests.”

They all looked up and found the lord of the castle standing just a bit further up the path observing them.

Virgil turned and bowed his head in respect. “Only when their behavior warrants it my lord,” he promised. “Mister Janus mistook our newest residents for breakfast, I corrected his misconception and reminded him of the penalty for harming guests,” he offered.

Lord Pryor cocked his head and then smiled, approaching the Captain and affectionately stroking his cheek. “Always such an eager overachiever,” he cooed fondly before turning to his guests.

“Janus, meet my newest guests Logan and Remus. Logan and Remus, meet Janus. He’s lived on the grounds for quite some time now.”

Janus scoffed displeased.

“He is one of my oldest guests. He will not harm you, but you are to treat him with respect. Does that sound agreeable?” he wondered.

“Define respect? Because apparently agreeing to anything can have unexpected consequences,” Logan pointed out cautiously.

Lord Roman gave him an apologetic smile. “I was a bit careless with my words, I should have been more specific. I was hungry and had a one track mind I’m afraid,” he offered as he ran his hand through Virgil’s hair.

“Lord Janus is a valued resident of the estate, and will likely be here regularly in the weeks leading to the blood moon ceremony. I wish for you to respect his personal space and talk to him as you would to a casual acquaintance and for him to not do anything that might cause you harm. Is that an acceptable arrangement?” Lord Roman rephrased.

“Yes, that sounds reasonable,” Logan nodded.

“Boring, but I suppose,” Remus huffed.

“Whatever his lordship requires,” Janus drawled just short of mockingly.

Virgil growled in warning. “Manners Virgil,” Lord Roman warned.

“Now, it seems that before everything else, we should inform you both about the supernatural world, at least enough to keep you two out of trouble,” he decided before turning with a swish of his coat and heading to the castle.

Virgil looked between Janus and the lord of the house.

“If his promises are as binding as the barrier he won’t harm us,” Logan assured him. Sensing he wanted to stay close to his, master, and keeping an eye on Janus to make sure he wouldn’t step to close to the line.

Virgil hesitated for a second before catching up with the lord of the land.

Meanwhile Logan turned to Janus. “You seemed to disagree when the lord said you’ve been living here a long time,” he noted.

“Clever one aren’t you?” Janus huffed. “I lived here long before that child was so much as a twinkle in his mother’s eye. I went on a little vacation and suddenly there is this upstart walking around like he owns the place. Then, as you would, I tried to explain to him that this was my rightful home, but that mut of his had other ideas,” he gestured to the gastly scars on his face.

“My one solace is that that beast has been muzzled ever since,” he smirked.

Now, Logan knew that that was not true. Though maybe Virgil’s muzzle had been off yesterday because they’d been getting ready for dinner? Still, it was better not to mention it to Janus.

“So… They are always like that right?” Remus wondered, gesturing to their host and his captain who seemed to be talking among themselves.

“Ever since I had the… Pleasure, of meeting them,” Janus agreed.

“Do they… Know?” he asked pointedly.

Janus smirked and shook his head. Clearly he found that another source of entertainment.

“All that,” Remus gestured to them again. “And nothing?” he asked.

Janus shrugged. They were mostly silent for the rest of the walk. Questions dancing around in Logan’s head until finally they were back in the dining room where a luxurious breakfast was being set out by ghosts and humans alike under the watchful eye of Emile who had a large brown wolf curled up at his feet, seemingly enjoying a nap.

Logan observed the rest of the staff. The ghosts seemed to come from different era’s based on their clothes. The humans were a mix of friendly smiling people in uniform to scowling, rough looking individuals with some form of collar and/or ankle monitors on them.

Logan was pretty sure he spotted the individual Janus had wanted to claim as a prey. He was wearing a monitor but seemed much more comfortable around his supernatural housemates than the others who seemingly had a run in with the law.

He seemed in a good mood even, offering Virgil a smile in greeting and the lord a nod in acknowledgement. He ignored Janus though.

Everyone else seemed to keep their distance from Janus specifically. The lord and the captain were only approached closely by the neck tattoo guy and the people without any monitoring devices on them.

“Emile, how is Sara? Is she still not ready to come out of the kitchen?” Roman wondered politely, but concerned as he sat down with Virgil at his right.

“I am afraid not young lord. It has only been a week and it is quite an adjustment. She will come around. Right Jane?” Emile wondered.

“She’s starting to open up to the other ladies. She just doesn’t trust yet that the men can’t hurt her,” one of the human women stated before bowing to the lord and leading the servants out of the room.

“Very well. Breakfast then,” Roman decided, gesturing for Logan, Remus and Janus to take a seat.

As soon as they sat down Roman gave Virgil a nod and he started eating, which Logan took as his sign that they were free to eat.

“So. Let’s start with what you both know of us and our kin and we can correct you where needed,” Roman suggested. That was a good starting point Logan supposed.

“Well, you guys don’t mind sunlight. Or you’d be piles of crispy ash right now,” Remus pointed out before taking a bite out of a pancake and moaning in approval. “Those are some good pancakes!” he announced. Just barely remembering to swallow.

“I will let Remy know. Indeed. We are not as… Fragile as mortals would have us believe,” Lord Roman smiled.

“You did not show up in the mirror in the hallway,” Logan noted.

Roman and Janus groaned and rolled their eyes. “That’s witchcraft. Apparently some vampire angered a witch ages ago and they cursed them and their kin to never behold themselves in a mirror ever again. It doesn’t pertain to modern mirrors. Something about the silver backing I believe,” Lord Roman mused.

“Then why have an antique in the hallway?” Logan wondered.

“It’s a family heirloom. Even when I was still human it’d been in our family for generations. At some point it was a wedding gift from the king at the time I believe,” Lord Roman explained.

That was interesting. That was a story he would have to hear more about.

“We saw you drink blood, and Jani was gonna eat us, so that’s true,” Remus noted.

“I imagine as natural hunters of humans your senses and physical abilities would be altered. And you do have some kind of mental sway over us, or we’d be on our way home now. Or dead,” Logan allowed eyeing Janus.

“Yes,” the more malicious vampire grinned.

“Again, my apologies. As lord of this territory I should be a bit more cautious with my words.

As head of the clan, anyone in my territory who agrees to a request or invitation from me is bound to that agreement until the terms are met or until the next BloodMoon.

It is part of our innate magic,” Lord Roman explained.

“As head of staff, Emile has some sway as well, as long as we don’t contradict each other. Emile never does though,” he smiled fondly.

Meanwhile Virgil seemed to have finished his meal and moved seats, sitting directly next to Roman on a slightly lower chair, staring at the gathered guests with a mild warning in his eyes.

“Do you eat humans and turn them with biting?” Remus wondered.

“We can add to our numbers through biting non vampires, or non wolves in Virgil’s case, yes. It is a bit more nuanced. Not every vampire bite turns you into a vampire and not every wolf bite turns you into a wolf,” Roman offered.

“Vampires do need to feed on blood. Animal blood could sustain them but not as well. They don’t necessarily kill their prey by feeding, not if they eat regularly. Wolves are just made to recover quickly from blood loss. But I already told you that last night,” Virgil explained. “Wolves only hunt humans when the humans form a danger to them. And even then we rarely eat them. There is never enough meat on them to make it worth the effort,” he added.

Truly a comforting sentiment.

“But you enjoy to hunt down the staff and guests?” Logan pointed out.

Virgil shrugged. “If they break the rules.”

Lord Roman ruffled the captain’s hair affectionately. “He takes his job very seriously.

The most important thing you two need to know is that as my guests, you have nothing to fear. Just be respectful to other guests and they are not allowed to harm you. Now that Janus has been told, by me, that you are my guests, he wouldn’t be able to if he were to try. Just like how you were not able to leave, sorry for that. You can leave the premise with a chaperone. It is safer that way. Sometimes less civilized vampires pass through the area and they might be tempted to prove something by targeting a marked human. Then I’d have to send out Virgil and Thomas to hunt them down and I really don’t want to have them that far away.

Until the next bloodmoon ceremony, feel free to explore the grounds. Ask the questions you have about the local history and our culture as promised. Just, let us know if you need to go into town for anything. I have kept the castle up with the times so we have excellent wifi and there is a phone present. You will not want for anything while under my care. And if you decide not to renew your stay, you will be delivered to your door safely. If you wish to return, call ahead so I can pick you up and arrange for a shorter stay under the same protections,” Roman explained.

“For now, eat, take the day to process. The next bloodmoon is…” Lord Roman paused for a moment.

“November tenth my lord,” Virgil offered.

“Exactly. That is only twenty one days. So take the day, explore… Oh, and, Emile!” Lord Roman called. The butler vampire seemingly apparated next to him. “Yes young lord?” he asked.

“Would you mind answering when young Logan asks for you? He seems the responsible one all things considered,” Lord Roman observed.

“Hey!” Remus exclaimed, his mouth full of bread roll. “Point made,” Logan huffed.

“Certainly my lord,” Emile bowed.

“Excellent, anything else you two might need before I leave you to your breakfast. There are things to arrange for the ceremony,” the lord explained.

“Well, we should get some clothes for the next few weeks from our home,” Logan pointed out gently.

“Ah, yes, of course,” Lord Roman nodded before turning to Virgil. “Could you make sure they get their stuff and return to their rooms safely?” Roman asked, stroking him under his chin.

“Of course master,” Virgil vowed.

Logan could see Remus was holding back a comment.

“Good, if that was all. I will see you both at dinner. Let Virgil know when you are ready for your visit to town,” Roman smiled before getting up and heading out. “Janus, a walk,” he stated. It wasn’t a question and so Janus, reluctant as he might have been, got up and followed the lord and his captain out of the room. Leaving Logan and Remus to finish breakfast in peace and, in Logan’s case, deep thought.

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Chapter 38: Hero

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My face while I'm walking outside thinking about fictional man enjoying being held at gunpoint

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Here we have my 2K DTIYS for SanityNovels on Instagram!

Witch Roman is so pretty, and wow this came out so pretty I must’ve unlocked my magic reserve to create it! <3 [DO NOT REPOST THIS ART]

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Daily #87 : elemental witches Au part 2 - fire witch Roman! Friend of dragons and protector of the mountains and salamanders!

He’s a floofy poofy boi

Very…

Flamboyant

And guess who is most annoyed of him

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