Marie-Guillemine Benoist [Public domain], via Wikimedia Commons
One of my boys skittered over to me, mopping up the mess with a rag. The man scanned the room, looking for me.
Putting on a winning smile, I walked over to them. “Hello, I am the innkeeper, Darius. How may I help you?”
The man fixed his deep brown eyes on me and my groin clenched.
This is an original story, chronicling how three of the characters of my upcoming novella, The Vampire’s Gallery, met. What you missed can be found here. It’s part of Six Sentence Sunday. Click the link for more awesome stories!
Please note: This is set around 1 BC, and is light when it comes to historical accuracy. I mean, no one’s going to whip out some matches or a PSP, but there are probably details I’ll get wrong.