They returned to the cottage late in the afternoon, and for the first time in weeks, it wasn't a gloomy gray afternoon. Although the sun's rays were still weak, gentle red light suffused the entire meadow, casting warmth over the snow-capped trees.
Inside the cottage, Dulce was seated at a table, surrounded by Demons who were watching him intently.
The pale-haired Vampire was so pleased his eyes sparkled; when he had offered to show off what he had learned, he didn't expect to get such enthusiastic reactions.
"Elemental spells are the most common," He rambled as he drew, filling up parchment after parchment with sigils.
"I have even been practicing the summoning spell," Dulce went on, and although the others couldn't see it, there was a notable difference between now and his past attempts.
