The conversation stretched until late at night and the kids were sleeping, the faerie was snorting in Elizabeth's arms and Lucas was leaning on Luna, his eyes closed. The tension inside the hall would not catch to an end because they knew how hazardous this situation was. The faeries were at war with the strange creatures seized their world, they couldn't predict what would come. On the other hand, they were not able to let the baby stay here in the heart of danger.
"I think you must take them with you!"
Lisa noted.
"Yes, I don't want to wake up and see a wolf beside me."
Confirmed Margaret, directing to the full moon.
Lord James was watching his nieces. It was tough for him to take Elizabeth there but, he wanted to let her choose. When she touched the faerie, she didn't change her look, unlike it instinctively she acted like a nice carrying faerie.
