Two days later...

Sonma is in his late seventies, his gray hair held in a small bond behind his head. But, unlike his agemates, he is strong and capable for his age.

He did his best to ignore his visitor while he concentrates on the spells he's trying to wove together but it is proofing to be an impossible feat. Who can ignore a man like this one?

His visitor dominated his sitting room. Dressed in the most expensive leather he has ever seen in a long ...