"He?" I frowned. "Fath—"
"King! King! The vampire king!" Dorothy exclaimed. " The vampire king is here!"
"Oh," I nodded before squinting my eyes at her, "so, you can see him now?"
Dorothy blinked before crying out in frustration and pointing her hand towards the door, "Of course, I can see him! He is right there standing at the porch!"
It was her imagination for sure. Tristan had not bothered to appear in front of anyone except me and why would he change his mind now?
Stepping away from her, I made my way to the door only for Dorothy to hold my arm and hold me back.
"What are you thinking?" Dorothy hissed at me. "You cannot just go there!"
