Lucien lay slumped on the small armchair in Demon's little house as he watched his brother putter around in the kitchen. As always Demon did not say a word but he was the one he could come to with his problems.
It was the truth with all of them. Even before Erasmi had been in the accident, Demon had been their go to brother for all problems, without a shame. However, as he sat here today, Luciee felt quite foolish! How was he supposed to talk about how utterly hopeless he felt in trying to woo Evangeline while she was not even interested in him.
While he'd never doubted himself in the past, her indifference made him wonder if he was forcing his affections on her. And that made him feel uneasy.
As Demetri walked back and placed a glass in front of him, Lucien sipped absently before frowning and looking at the contents of his glass," What is this?"
"Fruit beer."