At first glance, Derek seems to have everything. He is married to the love of his life, Aaron, and it’s as if they are perfect for each other. But Derek has a secret…a secret he has kept hidden from his husband for years. Derek wakes up every morning hoping his past doesn’t catch up to him. But when the followers of The Dark Lord rise again and the world is threatened, Derek finds himself forcefully pulled back into the life he swore never to return to…a life of magic, and danger at every corner.
It was nearing midnight and a man hurriedly walked through a dark corridor holding a burning candle in his hand, excited to tell the Dark Lord of his success. The most loyal followers of the Dark Lord had been waiting for this moment for years. The man stopped at a huge wooden door, placed the candle on a stone shelf, and took out a knife from inside his black cloak. He placed the blade of the knife on his right hand and pressed down. A sharp pain entered his body as the blade dug into his skin and blood poured out. Placing his bloody palm onto the wooden door, he felt a surge of energy enter his body. His offering to the Dark Lord had been accepted.
The door creaked as the man entered the giant room where he saw three hooded figures standing in front of a huge statue of a serpent. He bowed his head in front of the statue in respect. The room was silent, save for the sound of a blue flame burning at the base of the statue.
“What brings you here, Dmitri?” asked the leader of the coven…a coven made entirely of followers loyal to the Dark Lord.
“I bring you news, great one,” Dmitri answered.
Dmitri looked up at the hooded figures. “I have finally found the being you seek,” said Dmitri. “I have found the one you require to summon the Darati.”
Dmitri’s heart started to race as his news was received by silence. He had expected them to bestow him with power. “Are you sure?”
“Yes,” Dmitri nodded his head.
“Where is he?”
“Outside,” Dmitri answered.
“Bring him here this instant!”
The door opened again and Dmitri entered the room with a handsome man wearing a white robe. He had red hair down to his waist, and his pale skin seemed to glow in the firelight. His piercing green eyes looked at the hooded figures standing in front of the serpent statue. He knew why he was here and he wanted to please the Dark Lord.
“How did you find him?”
“I came to him,” the man answered before Dmitri could say a word. I was curious to know about his intentions.”
“You shall be rewarded for your work, Dmitri. The Dark Lord always rewards those who are loyal.”
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