Page 7 of Silent Knight

He cocked his head and regarded me with clear confusion. “A demon.”

“You say that like I’m supposed to know what he was?” And holy hell, he really was a demon?

“How could you not tell? He was gray and looked nothing like a human…and he flew.”

I chuckled and gestured toward his whole body. “You flew, are you a demon?”

“I am part demon, part angel, but more unique than Nephilim.”

He was so honest, and I realized he’d answer all my questions. “What is more unique than a Nephilim?”

He cupped my cheek and smiled. “I will answer all your questions. First, gather all you need—essentials only.”

“Where am I going?”

“With me.” That was all he said. As if that would be enough and I’d willingly just go with him. Spoiler alert, I willingly went with him.

It took me fifteen minutes to get my things together and then we were flying again. So strange how I felt no fear in his arms hundreds, maybe thousands of feet from land.

I watched Christmas lights become less and less. Festive colors replaced with miles of trees and snow. I didn’t want to shout and ask questions so I blindly trusted him.

We landed on the lip of a cliff and I gasped when cold air rushed around me as he stepped away.

“We are here.”

“No, we are on a mountain…I’ll die here.”

He chuckled and waved his hand over a part of the rocky mountain and it quietly crumbled away revealing a door.

“Come.” He took my hand, and I followed him across the threshold.

Whatever I thought I would see when I walked inside a mountain, this wasn’t it.

The scent of cinnamon and sugar tickled my senses and warmth encased me. A crackling fire off to the side was contributing to that. Tucked away in the corner was a Christmas tree but there was also a fully lit menorah on the mantle. This was a home, and I swore I’d see a grandmother walk out of the kitchen with a freshly baked pie any second.

“Wow,” I whispered.

“Do you like it here?”

I nodded and moved further into the space. The couch screamed comfort, the blankets and throws called to me, and the smells made my stomach rumble.

“You are hungry.” Senon raced toward the kitchen; the place was open concept so I could watch.

“Is this where you live?” I asked as I plopped my bag and backpack on the floor.

“I have lived wherever you have been. This is what I created for when you finally joined me.”

Suddenly all the questions that had been swirling around my brain began to bubble.

“Why haven’t you shown yourself to me until now?”

“It wasn’t needed. Tonight you would have died had I not, all the other times that was not the case.”

“But you said this place was created for when I joined you, how was I ever to do that if you didn’t introduce yourself?”

“It would have happened soon, Diabolus pushed the timetable up by a few years.”

“Years?” Okay, I didn’t mean to shout but Senon didn’t even flinch when I did.

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