Evelyn did not sleep well last night. She could not stop worrying about the fact that they were bringing more people onto their side for the fight against the dark fae. She knew they were going to need help and it was only a matter of time before more people joined them, but Geoffrey's death haunted her dreams. She could not help but to blame herself for her inability to protect or save him. Evelyn ate her breakfast in silence, but she had a hard time ignoring the pit in her stomach that her nerves had brought. She had just finished her piece of toast when Bildron and Felix came strolling into the inn, but they were not alone. Following behind them were three other large men. Evelyn could not believe her eyes and to say she was surprised was an understatement. She never thought she would be someone who would have people following behind her and she was not sure if she was prepared for this type of responsibility.
