*Meadow*

I sat still, my eyes never leaving the roman-like live statuette before us, my hand though, caressing Caleb's.

"Why are you here, you amongst all of those of your kind?" Caleb spoke with controlled anger.

The man looked around the booth then back at me, giving me a smile. I felt strange; I wasn't affected by what I felt he was trying to do to me, but I didn't felt afraid either.

He held his eyes in me while he spoke, pushing Caleb to the edge. "There has ...