"We've passed the news to Alpha Darach in Thunderstrike," Nicole said the moment we stepped into Blaise's office.
I had barely even shut the door when she spoke, and Damon quickly took a seat on the armchair, crossing one leg over the other as though he owned the place― and to be fair, he did.
"He is absolutely ecstatic about it, of course," Nicole said. "And he brought us an… interesting piece of information."
"Which is?" Damon prompted, an eyebrow raised. "I find it hard to believe that that bookworm has anything interesting to share other than his strangely green thumbs." Damon huffed. "He isn't even from Hornstead."
"Oh, you will find this one interesting for sure," Blaise said with a wicked grin. His eyes seemed to gleam with intrigue as he smiled down upon us like the Cheshire Cat, refusing to say any more. He gestured for Nicole to continue instead, and she cleared her throat with a roll of her eyes.