Which is More Dangerous

[Dane Gregory]

Dane followed behind complacently. He loved how Nox catered to his whims like he was a servant following orders. What happened to those glorious days? Of servants and bowing and swords and goblets? Such artifacts hung on the walls of his family's estate. The Cooper and Gregory families were long standing members of the peerage, he recalled in his youth learning about his ancestors, and wandered the museum-like halls of his childhood home. Until being shipped to school abroad, of course. What was Declan doing these days? Probably gathering dust in a library somewhere, wasting his name and years studying the dead.

As they journeyed, his dulcet singing voice hummed hush little baby, the inspiration for his nickname.

((Mode me along if needed.))