The warmth of the meal lingered in Zoe’s chest as she made her way toward the headmistress’s office. Sara had left her at the dining hall, still grumbling about Zoe’s stubbornness, but her smile had softened the scolding. Now, as she approached the tall wooden doors of Headmistress Ellara’s study, Zoe’s nerves began to stir.
The visions she had while unconscious haunted her thoughts - the cosmic land, the intertwined trees, and the sleeping form of her vampire self. Questions swirled in her mind, heavy and relentless. She needed answers, and if anyone could provide them, it was Ellara.
Zoe hesitated for a moment, then raised her hand and knocked firmly.
“Enter,” came the familiar, commanding voice from within.
She pushed the door open to find Headmistress Ellara seated at her ornate d
