Raquel & The Necromancer
~ SHORT SEDUCTIONS | STORY 8 ~
Mikael’s countenance had returned to its usual. He wasn’t relaxed, which he hadn’t been since they met tonight, but the power that had churned in the air around him no longer did. He looked like an older version of teenage Mikael, handsome, sweet, smart, not at all more powerful than any other human.
He was back to the Mikael Raquel thought she knew before yesterday, before “The Episode.”
“This morning some dead man poked his head into my shower and demanded to know when the necromancer would help him. I nearly slipped and fell. I could have broken my neck,” she said.
“Did you throw him out?”
She nodded. “I don’t appreciate dead people seeing me naked.”
“You get used to it.”