"We'll take it to him." Fen spoke up. He tried hard to keep his voice from showing any fear, but Freya could hear it still.
"What?" Erika asked, her jaw agape. "You're joking… right?" She muttered as Freya stepped forward. Freya ignored her and glared at the Lord. "We'll take it to him." She repeated her brother's words.
She heard a sigh behind her. "You two are going to drive me mad." Ingrid said, shaking her head in disbelief. "Fine, let's get this over with. Miss Librarian, I trust you'll take care of the kids." She shot the surprised Miranda a quick glance before walking up to the Lord.
"The vial, please." She extended her hand and looked the Lord straight in the eye. "Time is of the essence, is it now? Let's not waste any more time, shall we?"
The Lord hesitated for a moment. He looked at Ingrid from head to toe, almost as if he weighted her worth. "Very well. I will provide you with the troops to protect you."
