My mind sluggishly kicked back into gear.
It wouldnât do to leave him at the doorway.
âPlease, come in,â I said, forcing open the door wider and offering a polite smile.
âLife here has been good.
The staff has been wonderful, thank you for arranging everything.
â
Andrew nodded.
âGlad to hear it.
â
He entered, taking a seat at the table.
His gaze swept around the room before settling on me.
Unsure of his motives, I decided to be direct.
âIs there a reason for your visit today?â
A smile lingered on his lips.
âNothing in particular.
As your host, itâs only natural to check in.
Donât feel pressured to entertain me.
Carry on as usual.
â
Debraâs POV:
âAlright, I understand,â I replied, offering a smile that masked my deeper intentions.
Andrewâs courteous words were simply formalities, and it wouldnât be right to focus on my own matters during a visit from my host.
I decided to sit beside Andrew and engage him in conversation to subtly probe further.
âMr.
Pierce, I must express my gratitude for your hospitality.
The butler mentioned youâve been quite busy; is it work-related?â
The mention of work visibly reminded Andrew of his exhaustion.
He rubbed his brow, his tone somewhat resigned.
âYes, work has been relentless.
Once Iâm at my desk, I barely leave it, which has sadly kept me from visiting you.
â
âThat sounds exhausting, I continued, aiming to keep the dialogue flowing smoothly.
â
âIt is quite draining,â Andrew admitted, offering a tired smile as he indulged my small talk.
âBut the efforts are necessary.
Considering the safety and future of witches, the sacrifices are worthwhile.
We all must shoulder our responsibilities.
â
This piqued my interest.
I had been steering our casual chat towards more substantial matters, and with Andrewâs infrequent visits, I knew I had to seize the opportunity to ask the questions burning in my mind.
âThe safety of witches? Is it related to the rift?â I asked, feigning a casual tone.
âYes.
â Andrew nodded, his expression turning grave.
âSince the rift appeared, itâs caused much unrest within us, and its recent expansion has only heightened the panic.
As deputy clan leader, it falls to me to manage this crisis and keep everyone informed.
â
âI see,â I responded, choosing my moment carefully.
âMr.
Pierce, could you share more about the rift? Iâve noticed it seems to be growing, and at times, it appears as though another world is visible through it.
Iâm quite curious; what exactly is happening?â
At my inquiry, Andrewâs face grew serious, and his demeanor shifted.
I watched closely, my internal tension rising, wondering if he might be reluctant to divulge more.
Unsure of Andrewâs thoughts and not wanting to press too hard, I eased the tension with a smile.
âIf itâs inconvenient to discuss, no worries.
I was just curious.
â
After a brief pause, Andrew responded with his usual grace, âOf course, itâs not an issue.
â
He inhaled deeply, his face turning solemn.
âYou might have guessed, but these past few days Iâve been heavily involved with the rift.
Our investigations have nearly confirmed that there indeed exists another world beyond it.
â
âReally?â