At the very top of the black tower, which was usually reserved for only one person, the leader of the Black Swan, there were now three people.
The wide balcony offered a view not only of the entire Lower Ring but also of the other three towers, which seemed slightly lower, as the black tower was located in the north.
Although they were underground, there was more than enough space for the cold winds to ruffle their hair and make the coffee in three huge cups tremble.
If there was anything in this world that Wilfred loved as much as cigarettes, it was coffee and sweets, as harmful as possible.
Well, that man loved everything forbidden; it was deep in his nature.
"Alright, where shall we start, kids?" Wilfred said dryly, taking a sip of coffee. "I advise you to choose something simple to start with. If I brought you here and made coffee, it means I've set aside enough time for you. We're in no hurry, at least I'm not, and that's the most important thing."
