Determined to destroy the arrogance of the Magic Council and save her sister, Sylvia made her way back to her home. She was lost in her thoughts, taking firm steps with flared nostrils when she noticed some movement a few metres ahead of her.
"Who could it be? Did they follow me?" Sylvia's brows furrowed.
Finn's mother had committed the same mistake and had received the punishment for it. Sylvia didn't want to take another innocent life as she already had enough blood on her hands.
"I have to look into this matter." Picking up her dress, Sylvia tiptoed. She hid in the shadows, true to her name- the daughter of shadows.
Sylvia waited for that figure to move, do something that could give away its intention. But that figure only stood under a tree as if waiting for someone.
