Chapter 8“I’m back,” Lochlan called out as he entered Roland’s house.
“I’m in the workroom, as if you couldn’t have surmised as much,” Roland called back. “Join me if you would.”
When Lochlan hurried into the workroom, the first thing he noticed was the flask he’d purloined from Lord Anfroy’s place of business. It was lying on its side with the top removed. Beside it he saw a clear, stoppered vial filled with what he could only presume from its color was the Vampyre blood which had been in the flask.
“How?” he asked in disbelief.
“A simple containment spell which kept light and air from reaching it during the transference,” Roland replied as if Lochlan should have figured it out for himself.
“Oh. That makes sense. What will you do with it now?”
“I’m still pondering on that. I may use
