We left Elisera late in the night after we had a meeting with the Elisera council. Old Guard Boris chose to stay behind after Angelina suggested that we needed to find the secret vampire army first and if Boris needed he would travel to Draego with Angelina and Luna.
As I left the Elisera border and moved to the forest, the wind howled through the mountain passes, its icy fingers tugging at my cloak as I surveyed the rugged landscape before me. The jagged peaks loomed in the distance, their snowy summits gleaming like ghostly beacons under the twilight sky.
I listened to the chatter behind us as General Cecil and her sister Iris chatted along while Daeva remained silent beside them. Emmet moved with grace beside me and his presence was a comfort to my soul.
