Leo heard the sound of footsteps coming down the hall. He immediately reached for the hilt of his sword, his body tensing up. But as the figure emerged from the shadows, stepping into the light, his hand relaxed, only to be replaced by a feeling of pure dread.

It was Arielle. She was walking toward him in her silver-white nightgown, looking like a ghost in the shadows. Drusilla followed several paces behind, looking pale and worried.

As soon as Arielle reached the wing, Leo stepped in her way, ...