I gave it a quick look and headed into the building.Brodricksburg Police StationMy office cubicle is on the third floor and it is my habit to take the... stairs so that I get at least some exercise every day and I like to get my heart pumping first thing in the morning. The stairs come out on the third floor next to the chief's office, so I looked in as I passed. Chief Pasiak was sitting at his desk talking to a man, maybe thirty years old, with short brown hair. He looked like he would be about. " You bow your head respectfully, but her expression adopts one of bemusement. "And so it is my great honor to place upon him the title of Herald of Grevakhnu!" she booms, and the crowd roars in fervent applause. What? This wasn't what you expected... Then who-- "And though he shall go forth to spread our cause, another shall carry the torch of Grand Warlock," Filistria adds, steepling her fingers. You instinctively step to her side and face the crowd as one of the hooded figures begins to. ." The words died in his throat."What is it?" She placed her hand on his arm, her face drew in, her nosescrunched a tiny bit."I love you," he spat out.She stared at him in silence. He felt as if an hour had passed as shecontinued to look at him, her eyes darting back and forth between hisown. It was only a fraction of a second but to him it seemed aneternity. An eternity of silence. Why had he said that? Who sayssomething like that?"I," she smirked, "I love you too, Kyle," a genuine smile. The Abbot and the Count were walking in the grounds and talking. Alexander had decided to stay for a while - a long while, maybe for ever. Although he had been born and educated in England and had always thought of himself as one hundred per cent British, the pull of his ancestral country and in particular this part of it was far stronger than he could ever have anticipated."We would always welcome you as one of our brotherhood, Count Alexander. I see you are a troubled man and I would greatly.