Night Five

Julian cut them off with a sigh. “No, none of that, you don’t need to apologise. I shouldn’t have let myself get upset about old news.” He brushed his hand over his face, then smiled. “It’s funny, actually. That’s all he ever told me about you, but I hated you for it.”“Oh?”“Of course I did. You were his landlord and his apprentice and I knew enough to realise that he respected you— but you had no idea who I was. You didn’t even know I existed, but in those two facts… well, for Asra that’s practically gushing.” He gave them a quick look, probably hoping they wouldn’t notice but… they did. “I think I get what all the fuss was about now, anyway.”