Blackfeather Woods darkest days

No further words were needed for the two siblings to know what the other was thinking about. Grimnir was the target, there was no need to say it out loud, and doing it would probably ruin the plan, so Damien didn'r mention it, he saw it in Cicero's mismatched eyes that he knew who they were talking about.

"Good." the night child said with a malicious smirk. "Where do you keep your poisons, brother?" he said suggestively, hoping that Cicero would have already learned about the silent killing Burke was going on about the other night. Damien was thinking like a dark brother now, coldly, meticulously. He was going to be one hell of an assassin one day.