Madeline’s POV

The red moon was very beautiful above, and the smoke I blew from my cigarette was making an effect around it dramatically. Uriel, on the other hand, was busy drinking his ale like an old man in a young lad's body. Silence was a good ground between the two of us because the noise inside was being muffled. I wonder where Victor is. I wanted to talk to him, and when I asked Uriel about my friend, he said he did not know.

I got bored with what I was doing, so I turned to Uriel with ...