“Christoph Andreu to be exact. I can only presume you were still alive, well human, when you came over here.” He gestured toward a bench under a tree in the yard. “Let’s sit if you don’t mind as I intend to quiz you relentlessly about why you’re here.”
Oran smiled briefly as they crossed to the bench.
Christoph leaned his shoulder against the tree, watching Oran, and said, “My first question is one we all ask each other. When were you turned and why?”
“I was young and foolish. I met a woman in town who interested me and began courting her. Unfortunately, I wasn’t the only one who was enamored of her. Her other suitor became enraged when he found out and attacked me when I was on my way home. Things didn’t go so well…” Oran grimaced. “He stabbed me, more than once, and then left me for d
