Tasting Drakness

Chapter 37

Darius watched me for a second before taking his seat.

“Who were you looking for?” Darius asked, and I looked away from him.

“Someone I used to speak to through a chat link online,” I answered, rubbing a hand down my face. When I looked up, Darius had leaned forward, bracing his arms on elbows.

“So you were seeing someone?” I shook my head.

“I never met them, I am not sure who they were, but we talked for years from the time my grandmother died,”

“A man?” Darius asked, and I shrugged.

“I am not sure. We became friends. That’s all I know, I never met them, or saw them, not even picture I have no idea if they were male or female, could have been anybody,”

“Yet you went looking for them, instead of calling on us,” Darius said, leaning back in his seat, he turned his gaze to Kalen.  (This Novel daily new chapters provide it

“What was this person’s name?”

“Does it matter?” Darius shrugged. And since they didn’t have a name, I didn’t see the harm in telling him.

“I only know his login name. It was part of the chat group. We weren’t allowed to use our real names, kind of like a pen pal, HTIARW,” I answered. •

“You still remember their login credentials?” Kalen asked.

“Well, I spoke to them every day for nearly 4 years and they never changed it, so yes,”

“Why would you go looking for someone on the internet?” Darius asked, his eyes darkening.

“Because the person mentioned if I was ever in Astrid to look for them, I was hoping when I got there I could get access to the internet and track them down, but I never found the place,

“I gave up after a few years, it wasn’t on any map, and I figured they gave me a fake name for that too,” I shrugged.

“But you have heard of it, so it must be real?” I asked, wondering if I was indeed sent on a wild goose chase.

“It’s not on any maps because it isn’t a town or city; it’s the name of a place,” Kalen answered, and Darius growled at Kalen.

“What sort of place?” I asked but one glare from Darius prohibited him from answering. Kalen looked down at his hands and picked at his nails.

friends, at the boarding school, or from your previous school? Did you keep in

high school that dad convinced her to let me attend a real school that only lasted a few months before they died, and I was shipped off to

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best. She reminded me of my father, he looked a lot like her, stern like him too, but she was good to m e;

was a kid, never missed a birthday or Christmas, she was the only family

of his neck. I knew no records existed. My father went to great lengths to hide what I was, and that meant getting rid

was an important person, worked for the Fae government,” Kalen said. Now

know.

“Really?”

asked me. I shook my head. I thought he was just a businessman; mum told

political party,” Darius answered. He was one of the chairmen like my

worked

on opposite sides, though, they hated each

did your

advocate for white Fae,”

dark

he found your father actually had a daughter. You were the best-kept secret. We didn’t even know he had a wife,

confused as to why your father was an advocate for

stepdaughter,”

him that your mother had an

she died, he

to justice?”  (This

Fae made,” Darius told me. I nodded, not wanting to pry too much since he was being civil, and I didn’t know how quickly that could change if I asked the wrong question. I picked up another piece of cold meat and plopped

question?” Kalen said, and

to contact your internet friend before you

By the time that

to contact

you keep assuming it was man,” I said

I was

they were female, or gay

you

how they spoke, they seemed pretty gender

that is

it doesn’t matter now, though. Not like I will speak to them

“Would you?”