damned if you do

Lucas followed in her wake, his shadows stretching out across the walls and the floor, like the arms of some great predator waiting to close around them. The hidden wall would take them out and then abruptly down, not that Lucas minded the dark. "Would you like a torch, my dear?" he drawled, knowing full well that Edrei's command over fire negated any such thing. Eventually they reached the bottom of the hidden passageway, and the once-cellar of Lucas's abode was revealed as a meeting place of sorts, adorned with rugs to keep the place warm and an assortment of comfortable chairs. At the centre of the room, a large table dominated the space. "Make you? Are you sure I couldn't just persuade you instead?" He laughed. LUCAS making work for idle hands