LOREN
Loren saw Abasi at the same moment the other man saw the Launceleyn. As the pretty boy slammed his fist into the banister, and at the sound of the familiar voice twisted into paranoia, the summoner’s stomach twisted into knots and he felt his body tense. ”Abasi! There you are. I’ve been worried about you.” Though Loren was pretty sure could subdue the other man by force if necessary, the Launceleyn wasn’t sure this was the blight at work, and he wanted to try reason first.Descending the stairs slowly, he kept a way eye on Abasi, eyes peeled for any sign of any attack or a spell. ”I picked up some medicine for you, from Evie. Remember Evie? I told you I was going to see her. I'm sorry I haven't been around as much as you'd like, and I'd be happy to discuss how to make your stay here more comfortable.” Loren kept his voice low and soothing, as he would if he was speaking to a skittish animal. At the same time, he shot the other man a gentle smile that he didn't really feel.
A beggar's book
outworths
a noble's blood
