Teresa ran by foot along with a few werewolves taking care of Sally. They sedated Sally and was now unconscious in the arms of a royal knight. But she could wake up anytime once the drug wore off.
She gritted her teeth, turning to look at the unconscious Sally. Her jaw instantly clenched as she looked ahead, grinding her canines when a counsel of vampires appeared the closer they were to the open hallway, connecting the inner palace to another castle.
Her speed picked up, running in the front of the werewolves.
"Your Highness, please --"
"Take care of Sally," yelled Teresa, eyes bloodshot. "Whatever happens, ran forth. I'll watch your back."
"Your Highness!"
"That's an order! Take Priscilla in her room — no, in the library of the Princess' palace."
