** This is not a standalone. Please Read Nothing Burns Like Time(Book 1), Predator's Patience(Book 1.5), and Madness And Majick(Book 2) first. Thank you.
Dear Me,
This would be the longest summer of my life, and it hadn't started. You see, I'm the forgotten twin and what is referred to in my world as 'the spare.' Oddly enough, I do still hold my title, Lord Vitae, but it isn't doing me much good in my current state.
I arrived two weeks previously and landed in the shower, fully clothed. My twin slapped his hand over my mouth to keep me from shrieking the walls down at the shock of the water blasting me in the face.
After helping one Jace Corrins with Clary Clatterbox My Mama Is The Soul Maker, I stayed hidden until we moved into the house Mamie bought for us, and then I finally got to stop shielding my presence from my brother's most lovely mate.
In precisely one month, Kansas and I will turn nineteen, and it will be the first time in our existence that he had a lover and I didn't. I know. Getting laid should not be a priority, and it really isn't. My focus at the moment is checking on the custom guitar I'm having made for Kansas, for said birthday.
Material things hadn't always mattered to us because before, we could wake up on a completely different plane, in a completely different year and age. Our honorary Mamie, the Source of all things, has assured us repeatedly that The Veil is home and we can't be moved unless we move ourselves. We are trusting her judgment because, really? Who would tell her no?
Tristan Storme Félidés
