A smile tugged his lips up. Ileus clasped Rolfe's forearms and then clapped on the back—a greeting that said that Ileus had accepted him as family. He said, "I would like to hear you out when we have finished the whole project. Before that let's just keep our feelings hidden."
Rolfe stared at him, stunned for a moment and then nodded, flashing a smile. He turned to see Iona, but she was being ushered away by Anastasia. He frowned as to what could be so important, but he shrugged. It could be the girl talk. He walked out of the fortress where on the stony pavement stood his soldiers intermixed with the faes. He took a deep breath as a feeling of pride swelled his chest. A month back it was unthinkable that demons and faes could be friends and now…
"What are you thinking, m'lord?" said Ara, as he came to stand beside him.
