Shadow Play

Ethon moved along the alley with purpose, gaze taking in all the sights, ears capturing the conversations of those around him. It wasn't the first time he had been to Zherdev Alley, of late. He had been there often in the time since his brother had vanished. Zherdev Alley, Diagon Alley, Knockturn Alley, Wenlock Rue - Ethon had visited them all and more.

And he wished and listened, intent to find any possible whisper regarding his brother's whereabouts. Wherever the younger man was being held, his prison had to be well-fortified to keep Ethon from being able to locate him.

The ancient vampire paused in front of one the shops, to all appearances looking at the display. He was actually listening to a conversation in the side alley (which proved to be nothing, as far as he was concerned).

Sighing, Ethon ran a hand through his hair. Where are you, brother? he thought.