“I can spend ten years away from him but my brother will always be way too easy to read.” Oryn falls back on the sofa and rubs his temples. I stand in front of him and glance warily at all the men going about as if nothing even remotely strange had happened tonight.
“What happened to all of them?”
“My aunt had an um…an ex-boyfriend who was technically half-witch. That ex has a brother in law who specializes in secondary casting, he can take a spell a witch has made and store it for later use. I’m named after him so he has an affinity for me before I left he gave me a once-in-a-lifetime favor for a spell that could erase the memories of any mortals as long I knew exactly how much memory I wanted gone. As far as everyone here is concerned nothing happened tonight.” Oryn flashes me
