Forty-Seven:
Haven Haywood
We’d left the safety of The Countesses home. We were on our way to Continuar. It had been so long since I had been in the company of my kind.When Draig fell, I’d watched my family get murdered. I’d been ten years-old.
It was right around the time that people had started using magic in place of electricity. The castle of Draig had been overtaken by the English. They’d come in the middle of the night.They’d lulled us all with music, and we’d ended up falling asleep. In our beds, they’d slit our throats.
I had only managed to escape because I had snuck out to go flying. I wasn’t supposed to do it by myself. But I’d been young and rebellious. I’d snuck out my window after my Mother thought I was in bed. I’d taken to the skies, and when I’d returned, I’d found
