The cold wind blew across the Meyers mansion, the moon hidden behind the grey clouds as both Leonard and Rhys sat in the study room. It was Rhys' birthday and he wanted to celebrate it quietly than in pomp. The fireplace crackled in the corner of the room the woods burning bright red as they gave out light, casting shadows on the walls and floor of the dark room. Clouds growled in the sky, the wind picked up the wet leaves that were stuck on the ground. Silence filled the room.
"I heard you visited Julliard," spoke the dark-haired man, glancing at his cousin who had leaned black in a relaxed posture with his eyes closed.
"He needs to keep the damn bird away from me," murmured Leonard with no apparent hint of irritation in his voice.
"Bird?" Rhys tilted his head in question before continuing to speak, "No it wasn't Toby but sister Isabelle who had gone to purify the town."
"I forgot I met her there."
