“As I love you.” she replied.They shared a long, deep kiss, and then she giggled. “You know, we can spare twenty minutes, and still be there in ...alf an hour.” she told him.“That’s what I thought.”As it turned out, it was almost forty minutes later when Talia Translocated them to her parents’ central room.“Good morning!” Mark called as he removed the tine band and slid it onto his bicep.“Good morning to you!” Yazadril returned as they emerged onto the balcony, to find him seated with Nemia,. By this time she was well and truly in the midst of a part of London she had rarely, if ever, seen before. Veronica, as she looked around her at the crumbling seediness of this blighted region, could well imagine how this kind of area had been the exclusive preserve of pimps and gangsters since time immemorial!Thanking the man with her never failing courtesy and inbred politeness, she walked on, opening the envelope as she went. It read "My dear lovely Veronica! I do so hope you are enjoying. “What was that?” I finally demanded.“Terror demon,” Alistair explained. “Incredibly rare, or so I’ve heard.”“Because we don’t have enough terror all by ourselves?” I whined. He chuckled wryly, but I could tell his heart wasn’t really into it.I thought about it, and decided not to ask – ever – what everyone else had heard. I could guess, for some of them, but I was pretty sure that finding out wouldn’t be helpful or beneficial for my mental well-being.The elderly mage at the centre of the seals. She’d comment on him being nice or helpful. I’d say, “I liked him, too.” Then I’d repeat her compliment about him back to her. She always agreed.Whenever I had a chance, I’d find a reason for us to talk to him again. I was looking for a man who would make her blush… or laugh… didn’t matter. If, or when, I found him, her blushing or laughing would be a sign she liked him. A sign she’d had an emotional moment. Every emotional moment was a thread. Her to him. The more moments, the more threads..