Trent dropped his head for an instant, then pulled it up to me. You aren’t a demon practitioner? he asked as we took the first steps up. I put a hand to my stomach, wondering if this day could get any worse. No, but they seem to practice me.
Kim Harrison
Trent dropped his head for an instant, then pulled it up to me. You aren’t a demon practitioner? he asked as we took the first steps up. I put a hand to my stomach, wondering if this day could get any worse. No, but they seem to practice me.