Rowan's POV
I do not know if the room suddenly became hot. I tugged at my shirt repeatedly in an attempt to get more air into my body, as I suddenly felt beads of sweat stream down my back, this story Andrew was telling us piqued my interest even more.
I leaned forward from the chair I was seated on, hanging on to every word that came out of Andrew's mouth. It was as though I yearned for the information more than the rest of us in the room. This was the kind of story that explained so much yet left so many questions unanswered, I thought to myself.
"How did Gaius manage to help you?" I inquired, unable to contain my curiosity. That was not the question to ask right now; I am aware, but I just felt the need to know more. There was no harm in asking that, anyway, right?.
Andrew sighed.
