A Proper First Date
“You came!” The Flamebearer was rather easy to spot as he approached the small cafe. Waiting for him was Phovos, with a bottle of water and two glasses. “Of course I came,” Retvik blinked as he sat down. “Did you think I would not come?” Phovos hesitated, then shrugged, pouring some water for Retvik. “I … Read more