The Archmages Restaurant Novels & Stories

Archer's mind linked them to hang around until they were sure that the hunter had nothing weird up his sleeve. Archer stepped down from the cart and continued his elegant walk into the restaurant. Some humans were looking at him strangely. He knew that dressing so traditionally was strange in this area, but he didn’t care. He would wear what he would. Inside the restaurant, he caught a glimpse of grey hair. It was Marcus Bane. He wasn’t too old, but still, he liked the grey to the moon. Archer walked calmly towards him. “Hello,” he said calmly. The man, who for the first time Archer noticed was surrounded by so many guards turned his attention on him, as he kept his phone by the side.

He’s frowning and I can see that he’s pressed up against what must be the wall of Leana’s aura. “Oh, we didn’t think anyone was here, did we baby?” I ask, putting my arm around Leana. I watch as several of the men’s hands light up in a purple glow. “We didn’t, but I’m glad you’re here. I was so worried about not paying for our gas and we were wondering if there’s a diner or a restaurant in this town,” Leana says, sweetly. “You’re not welcome here. You need to leave,” the speaker of the group says.

he murmured, “Fuck…OK. You are right. A little investigation will not hurt. Let’s do this.” Aurora smiled. She knew that she could get Clemente on board. “But where should we start?” Clemente asked. “Well…I am thinking, maybe we should start with the restaurant that Keavy ordered that takeout from?” Aurora said, “That is the source of everything, isn’t it?” Clemente nodded and they left the archive room together. The restaurant was located in a small town outside of the royal palace. An upscale little place that served fusion cuisine. A waitress greeted them when they came into the door, “Good afternoon. Table for two?”