<span class="fixed-color" style="color:#99ccff">Lucian smiled and gave them both a kiss again. </span><span class="fixed-color" style="color:#4da6ff">“You wish i was more than whispering ‘dead’ before letting you up, and you know you love it when I come over and start being all romantic and loving.”</span><span class="fixed-color" style="color:#99ccff"> The three of them went up into the main entrance, from which two paths split off. One stayed up on the main level, where people were drinking responsibly and acting like adults. The other went down a set of stairs to the lower level, where they were doing none of those things.</span><br/><br/><br/><span class="fixed-color" style="color:#bfbfbf">From down the stairs, in the middle of the cacophony, a single phrase could be heard in a slurred, at least partially drunken voice.</span><span class="fixed-color" style="color:#808080"> “Drakus! How are ya ye ole goat… i mean bull?”</span>