It wasn’t that he’d never thought of him; never wondered about his fate. It was more that he hadn’t allowed himself to dwell on something that he could do nothing about. That didn’t mean he’d forgotten, or didn’t care, it simply meant that he accepted his limitations and learned to live with them. At least this is what he told himself in the depths of the night when he awoke drenched in sweat with visions of chiselled cheekbones and deep brown eyes filled with disbelief at the callous and unforseen betrayal.
That Ethan had expected some form of punishment for his latest ‘prank’ was without doubt. The anticipation of his almost-inevitable comeuppance most likely even sweetening the deal for the chaos mage; Ripp