Laurel looked scared. She stopped eating and kept her knife and fork down. Her gaze darted between Caleb and Elize.
Seeing that she was scared, Caleb said, "Speak."
She gulped the remaining food down her throat and cleared it. She said, "I took the liberty of going and tackling the demon. It took some time to overpower him, but then without magic I did whatever I could. The demon told me that he had come to convey a message to you."
Caleb's brows furrowed deeply. He threw the twisted spoon on the table and waited for her to speak more with silence as cold as shards of ice.
