Danny’s Point of View
“Dylan, it’s me” I said quietly when I tapped on the door to her spell room.
“You can come in” I heard her say. “Any luck?” She asked hopefully when I came in and shut the door behind me.
“Do you honestly believe I would return empty handed?” I smirked and handed her a plastic baggie with several strands of Remy’s hair in it.
“Sweet! This is more than enough!” She smiled triumphantly as she held up the bag and looked at the hairs.
“Unfortunately for her, I think she fully expected to get back in there before she made a run for it” Laa huffed.
“Yes, well, the wicked witch was in for a surprise, wasn’t she?” I chuckled at her misfortune.
“Danny, I don’t think it’s possible to love you more than I do” Dylan hugged me before she sat back down at her workstati
