“This one?” Tessa asked, pointing to a word as she held the book out to Theon. Theon looked up from his computer, leaning over to get a better look at the page. “That is a variation of the word seraph.” “Seraph,” Tessa repeated, pulling the book back to her lap. “Like an angel?” “Yes,” he said. “There were different types. Some that could banish their wings and some that couldn’t. Likely others we know nothing about.”
