We wound our way through the dark streets of London in pursuit of the faint silvery trail. I stumbled more and more often, the ridiculous hem of my dress very much in my way. Again I cursed the fate that kept me from changing before all of this began. I'd been at the theater only a few hours earlier, under the influence of Samuel and his power. I'd intended to change the moment I arrived with Jack in tow, but my conversation with him had taken longer than expected, interrupted by Hugh and his sister, Kate.
Then there was no more time and I was forced to run, ball gown and all.
I had to admit I was tired. Almost worn out. It had been a very busy night in a very busy few days. I'd experienced more drama and grief, more anger and fear than I ever had before, and I found it took its toll. Bu
