Darius flipped through my notes then turned the open book back to me showing me a doodle of a green Dragon with a sword sticking out of his fat head and little Xs for eyes to prove that he was definitely dead. “Those are my cunning plans,” I added in a low whisper that made him laugh. “I was thinking more along the lines of decapitation, but whatever works,” he said, turning more pages then pausing again, showing me the runes I’d scrawled there. “What are these for?”
I love her
