Chapter 39

"Adler," He heard Priest's voice behind him, and he frowned; what did one need to give to get alone time in the damn Manor, "Your father has been looking for you,"

His added pressure to the little blue orb he was working on on the paper; seeing he had created smudges, he glared at Priest, only to see Rune behind him, too.

He ignored them, focusing on the grotesque image.

"Adler, what are you doing?" Priest's voice cut in, "Are you drawing?"

"No," he snapped just so they quit; how could he have forgotten to lock the door, slammed with another full memorial image of her? That was it.

When the hand got thrown across his shoulder, he fumed.

"Oh my my," Rune crooned, "Look who suddenly decided to take on art, Addie, that's who,"

He turned to them to find Priest's face filled with worry, the crucifix he had just begun wearing resting against his chest, "What are you two doing here? I don't even care," he began to roll up the paper.

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