Disappointment washed through Ottilia upon hearing Servyn's words.
If they don't go at night then how will they get to the Black Forest at day time? No doubt, it'll rouse suspension from the onlookers.
In addition, Hermione was weak and would not be able to travel such a distance. She planned on just using the tiny bits of her powers to materialize them both, so even if she was drained completely, she would be home to recuperate. She knew it was just a matter of time.
"Why?" Yet still, she questioned him. He must have a reason for such decision.
Servyn finally casted a glance at her, though it was fleeting and did not last before going back to the docile beauty in his cradle.
"It's not save." He said. "Kendoire must be planning something." He could sense it, no! He knew it.
That sly demon King is not one to sit and let things slip under his nose without making a vile effort to affect.
