The darkness was never something she really enjoyed. Often, she spent time with Aunduin in the evenings when they were out for their walks. But, the hotel wouldn’t allow her to bring him, and boy, was she missing her companion now.Sarah shifted uncomfortably at his words and began to rub the back of her neck. She only came here for her art show, not to become a target. The clutch was pulled against her lap and a glance was given to the nearest window. Indeed it was getting darker and an unwelcoming sensation crawled along the back of her neck.
It was Rune that reeled her back in when he spoke of cooking, “Oh, no you don’t need to do all of that for me! Honestly, I couldn’t ask you to do this.” Sarah smiled and bit the corner of her lip. “Are you sure about driving me to the hotel? I don’t want to inconvenience you.” It would save her taxi fare, for sure! But, Sarah didn’t wish to burden him either.
“Nah, don’t worry about it. I usual help around the city anyway I can.” He chuckled and shook his head. “Sides, I won’t even be doing the cooking really. Spirits in the kitchen help me run the place.”
“Are you well known here, then?” Sarah asked with a tilt of her head. She wouldn’t have thought that her bartender was someone of importance in the city, but as far as she knew, this place was full of surprises.
“S..Spirits?” Stammering, the woman cleared her throat and tapped her finger on the counter, “W..what sort of spirits cook?” Vampires, Werewolves, Dragons and spirits that could cook meals. Deeper we go down the rabbit-hole.
