“When it comes down to it, I suppose they do. I can’t imagine what it would be like to live for a thousand years, or more, which an Old one would have.”
“Personally, it would bore me stiff,” Axel replied. “Or it would have until I met you.” He hugged me quickly, leaving it at that. Probably because there was no telling when she’d arrive.
It’s a good thing he’s stopped there because moments later I felt a shift in the air and then a woman was standing in front of us. She was tiny, barely five-foot, if that, and looked scarcely out of her teens, with long, black hair streaked with purple and lavender. In spite of her size and apparent youth, she radiated power, so I had no doubt who she was. I surprised myself by bowing to her, and saw Axel do the same. ::Did she compel us?:: I asked him.
