Arabella rubbed at her reddened and sore eyes after the hours upon hours spent reading maps that went back decades.
To no avail, unfortunately as most of the updates in the past thirty years to their date held no great weight or significance.
The changes to the land were quite small and could certainly not serve as a hiding place for a vampire.
Still, Rubius' words continued to blare across her mind. Sometimes they resonated in the background of other thoughts but other times, they hogged the limelight of her full attention, making focusing on them inevitable.
For a good reason! His idea was so brilliant, the only thing that stung was the fact that she hadn't come up with it herself.
How did she remain so oblivious to such an evident possibility?
It was during that short pause that the first knock after so many hours came to land on the map room door.
That time around, it was Carlton that made his appearance inside before bowing.
