TIARA THORNELLS
My breath hitched the moment I heard what the children’s father said. His voice was slow and faint, almost as if each word had to fight its way past his dry, trembling lips.
“It can only be found... deep in that forest... a rare plant... it only grows there,” he murmured, his tone filled with exhaustion. “But I understand... if you cannot help us. It’s nearly impossible. No one... none of us... can step into their territory...”
The final words trailed off like a slow echo of despair. The territory he meant wasn’t just any forbidden place, it was the realm of our enemies.
“Father,” Trent suddenly spoke. “What you're saying... it sounds like a dream. Even vampires aren’t allowed to set foot in enemy land. But still....” his voice fierce with determination. “I’ll do everyt
