“Why would a country want a rock? They don’t have their own rocks?” Nia questioned incredulously.
“Whatever kind of stone this is, apparently it’s got some kind of power, and Corsentil wants it really badly.” The vampire held up his hands, “Don’t ask me, I’m not the one looking for it.”
“But the Prince, he knows everything. I think he might be able to give us some answers.” Ellis nodded resolutely.
Nia was particularly surprised to see the respect on the vampire’s face. She’d begun to believe Ellis had never felt respect for anyone.
“Lili is on the way.” Nia said quietly, “We need to see her as well.”
Ellis frowned, antsy to get his own answers. In the end, he sighed and agreed.
“Alright.” He murmured, “We head to your elders, and then to the Prince.”
Nia nodded firmly, charging headlong down a thickly wooded path as the vampire followed her.
Miles away, as the pair of strange companions made their way through brush and fog, a pair of wise blue eyes awoke.
Lithely, he stretched, walking to his window as he gazed out towards the woods, before turning to water a huge potted pink petunia plant.
The Corsentil prince knew they were coming, he knew the information they sought and the position they were in.
This oddball human and vampire team had no idea what they were up against, they had no idea yet the powers that would be fighting against them, they had no idea of the Pandora’s box that they tread upon so thinly, they had no idea of the pain and anguish their new path would lead them.
George and his army had much up their mighty sleeve. This was no ordinary stone that they sought, though this was no ordinary relationship that the General would find himself fighting against.
Fate had much in store for their future.
The End.