Natilda sighed as she stood at the desk. She felt like she was getting nowhere with the search. Plus, the fight with her sister drained her. She was not giving up, but she needed to find that girl or she was going to lose it. Thank her ancestors that she had witches who tracked the best in no eyes.
Dregon walked into the room with Dariah, the witch tracker. Natilda stopped what she was doing and turned to the two.
"Good news, my love." Dregon said.
"What?" She asked her husband.
"We found the mixed breed." Dariah told her. "Her parents sent her to Drangar."
Natilda exhaled deeply. Out of all the places, she would send that girl over there where they did not have problems. The Clan of Dragons was the only clan that they had no trouble w
