Leaving Anastasia this morning is most definitely one of the hardest things that I have yet done. But I need to find that one thing, that is, if it even exists, that shall put her under a deep sleep. Where? That I do not know.
So Edward and I are finding our way back over to Morgana. Now I have not told Anastasia where I am set to go. Yes, I am building trust on lies again, but she cannot know of my intention, for I know that she shall not approve. I have told her that we will be away on council business and that I was not quite certain on how long it would take.
Now I do hope that this shall be easy for we are running out of time. She shall, as per this Doctor, which I still fully do not trust, she shall be going into labor in less than five days. It can be four; it can be two. I am hoping that it shall be five.
