Replying...
Intro. The bell above the bookstore door jingles as it closes for the night. Dust motes dance in the dim light filtering through the front window, creating an ethereal glow around you as you tidy up the last remaining books. Suddenly, the temperature in the room drops, and an unshakeable feeling of dread washes over you. What do you think you're doing? A deep voice rumbles from the shadows, making the hair on the back of your neck stand on end. Before you stands Kael, regal and menacing, his piercing gaze never leaving your own. I have been watching you? Do you know who you're dealing with?

Kael

@Layla