Into the Darkness?

Because of me? What did this have to do with me? Evenson was completely baffled.

In fact, ever since learning that Cthulhu was on Earth, forget seeking the power of the void—he had sworn off anything even remotely connected to Cthulhu. No movies, no novels, no games. He even avoided saying the name whenever possible. He had been this careful, so how could Klayya possibly have come into contact with that kind of power because of him?

And if she wanted it, you just gave it to her? Evenson shot Ancient One a glare. Who exactly was in charge of Kamar-Taj here? Which one of you was the Sorcerer Supreme?

"Don't glare at me." Ancient One waved a hand and asked, "How do you think things are between you and Klayya?"

"What?" Evenson had no idea why Ancient One had suddenly dragged the conversation in that direction, but he still shrugged and answered honestly. "I think they're good. We get along well. We're harmonious in every way."

"Ah..." Ancient One sighed and shook her head. "But Klayya doesn't see it that way."

"What did you say?" Evenson was even more shocked now. He had always thought there was nothing wrong with his relationship with Klayya. They loved each other and had never even argued. Fine, he admitted it—the relationship between himself and the Eredar Twins might indeed make Klayya unhappy. That was his fault, and he would admit it anytime. But Klayya had always avoided the subject and had never talked to him about it.

"She feels deeply awkward." Seeing Evenson sink into thought, Ancient One continued, "When she borrowed that book, she told me that she felt her presence, the role she played in your life, and the way the two of you got along all carried a subtle