Chapter 10 - The first ever...

Rick POV

~~~~ FEW DAYS PRIOR HE MEETS HIS MATE ~~~~

I just placed my ass on the chair and Uncle started asking me questions about my trip, and what I have learned.

We sat at a long table, his place is always at the head of the table, and I sat on the left side of him. When I was young I always had to sit at the other end of the table, but I didn't like to be that far from my only family, and I was rarely at home, so I needed closeness. So, when I put my plate beside Uncle and told him I will sit here from now on, he nodded and said: "I thought this day never comes." - he understood me far more than I understand myself.

This long table was a modest, dark oakwood with at least 20 chairs around it. Those are equally thick with some local patterns. The food is rich and tasteful, but we always drank blood. Even on social occasions, only disguised as wine.

When I finished my report, he patted my shoulders and said: "I'm proud of you. Now, you are the perfect assassin." - as he smiled a