"We have arrived," Lazarus said, his attention not wavering from Devon.

"Back at the palace," Devon said disdainfully.

"Wait here," Devon instructed Lazarus, and Lazarus stood still.

Upon reaching his destination, Devon whispered, "Loren!"

Lorenza grudgingly stood up and opened the doors for him.

"What do you want?" she groaned.

"Let’s go now," Devon said, and Loren became alert.

"To where? But Hannah is still sleeping," Loren said.

"Carry her. I do not trust those petty bloodthirsty vampires," Devon said.

Loren humphed like a little girl and carefully laid Hannah on her back.

"Solvandor is keeping Xanthin captured!" Loren whispered slowly, which was enough to catch Devon's ears.

"Hmmm," he...