Hope knew this had been a warm welcome from Drake. If he didn't want to see her, he would have thrown her out a long time ago, or her head would have hung from the ramparts of the castle. The truth was that she had not come here just for him but because she needed his help.
He was the only influential person she knew who could help her discover information that would fill in the many gaps she had about her genealogy and the powers she had. Or at least that was how Hope managed to convince herself to follow the urge of seeing him again.
The woman smoothed her dress and went in search of Drake. The game could continue even after solving the much more severe problems she had.
The woman didn't have time to take a few steps out of the room, and two fragile hands hugged her, and a soft voice cried out. "Lady Hope, you're home!"
