Bram;
The warlock stares back, then he leans closer. Like he's about to reveal some top-class secret.
I subconsciously lean in too, and his grin grows.
"They sent me to kill you."
The silence that follows is ridiculous.
Not a single sound is made, but I can hear ringing in my ears and feel goosebumps rise along my skin as my heart picks up a dangerous pace.
I pull back slowly as I stare at him. I wait. I wait patiently for his laugh.
For him to swing a hand dismissively and say, "I'm just messing with you."
However, I get nothing.
Just that formerly annoying, now creepy grin on his face.
I feel my face lose all its blood as my throat goes parched.
"W-what?" I croak with my voice barely audible, and his stupid smile widens as he repeats himself.
"They sent me to kill you."
I watch his laughter fade, and I feel sweat trickle down my back.
It's not exactly the words that scare me. But how… serious about it he seems.
