His eyes widened as he realized what Lilith meant and bolted from the room.
Izaak reached the stairs and took them three at a time, stopping only when he reached Gail's door. He knocked softly and heard a muffled response. Slowly turning the handle, he stepped inside, finding Gail curled up on her bed with her teddy bear. He face was streaked with tears and she was sniffling. She didn't even look at him when he walked in and sat on the bed next to her. Her smell was different, though the same. It was as if the storm that surrounded her lilies was still going on.
"Princess," she said, reaching out to touch her. "What's wrong?"
Gail rolled her eyes and laughed a hollow sound. "What? Your Kit Kat down in the basement can't magic up an answer for you? She seems to be able to do anything els
