Kyle Kears-Eyre carefully studied the reports handed to him and came to disappointing conclusions. Most likely, the head of the Order of Darkness himself came to the same conclusions and now wanted to hear his opinion. The fact that Aiden Air himself was listening to him always puzzled Kyle. It was whispered behind his back that this favor was the fruit of their close family connection, and the uncle was just trying to promote his nephew in the service. Only Kyle himself, and even more so the head of the order, knew that they were not relatives at all. Then why does the high-born dark listen to him ... flawed ...- What do you say? his uncle asked, interrupting Kyle's gloomy thoughts of his own worthlessness.- Nothing good. The fact that the inhabitants of the north saw a group of mercenaries could be attributed to anything. But emissions of darkness? Something is happening. I understand that the south is also restless. Obviously, they want to distract us from something important and

Roland Reid's office was different from the others. Or rather, he differed precisely in order. So frightening. Perfectly fitted racks, between which even a speck could not fall, papers on the desktop are folded one to one ... the folders behind the glass stand perfectly even and sorted by color. Veneera shrugged her shoulders involuntarily and turned her gaze to the Steward of the Western Lands.- What do you say? - he asked.What could she say? On this conversation, he pulled her right out of the next congress of the dark ones. The dress embroidered with stones to the very throat made it difficult to breathe normally and move the neck, the shoes rubbed, and the head hurt from the high hairstyle. All this was tolerable compared to the numerous undressing looks of dark men and contemptuous appraisal from women. But today there was also something pleasant, forbidden, which excited the blood and made the whole evening bestow smiles on gentlemen ... That's why she thought about him again?

Aiden Eyre, being the heir of the founding family, realized quite early the full responsibility that had fallen on him. He tried his best to live up to his high name and father. However, for some reason, the latter increasingly took on assignments not Aiden, but his younger brother. This injustice tormented his soul and every day alienated the brothers further and further from each other. In addition, they already did not have a special kindred love. Would you be able to love the person who drove your mother crazy and almost went to hell? Aiden couldn't either. At the age of three, he did not yet realize that blaming Reiner for this was too stupid. And when the eldest of the brothers saw the light and realized that the world was not black and white, the youngest did not care deeply about his feelings. He became a catcher. An insensitive log depicting a person.A cold, strict father, an insensitive brother and an unconscious mother - that's all who surrounded him from childhood. But de

The weather was fine outside. Several small birds flew almost above the ground. I lifted my head, exposing my face to the sun's rays and soaking up the happiness.- Mom, why do birds fly so low? I asked the woman who carefully held my hand. She was the most beautiful and always smelled very nice. I hope when I grow up I will be like her.“It will probably rain,” she replied.- Rain? But there isn't a cloud in the sky! I drawled indignantly.Mom was silent and the whole environment suddenly seemed unreal to me. Throwing my head up, I saw how heavy blue clouds were covering the sky right before my eyes. The street darkened sharply. I clung to my mother and trembled with fear.“You misbehaved, Mira,” she said sternly. I looked at her in surprise and immediately recoiled, trying to free my hand from her grip. Darkness swirled around her, creeping into her nostrils, her eyes, and her open mouth. I screamed and struggled even harder, but she held me in a death grip.“Mommy, please, you’re s