The arrival of Thaddeus wasn’t expected, but Victor took him to the back porch, a conversation not something he was entirely against. First impressions weren’t everything. Yet he still wasn’t comfortable. He was new magic, so different to Thaddeus’ old magic. “The first thing I know I need to do is apologise, Victor. What I said before was uncalled for. Magic is magic.” Thaddeus sighed. “It’s unusual to have new arrivals.” Easy to say. “Thaddeus, neither you or your brother have been welcoming. I believe in second chances, but…” A short distance away, able to hear every word, stood Dante. Of course Father would give second chances to the man…