Of course Chloe knew her murderer; why else would she meet someone in a graveyard in the middle of the night? She wasn’t Mary Shelley; no one was that Goth. But Romy was chatting with GhostieGoo back in the safety of their Victorian when she really settled down and got over her adrenaline rush of discovery.Lian seasoned her cauldron for a summoning spell as she poured over spellbooks for detailed recipes. There was only so much off-the-cuff cooking Arcane mages could do. “We'll... more