Garin stared down at the people in the picture. He could see Willow in both of them. She had her mother's sharp features and jaw, but the shape of her eyes was all her father's. Her mother's eyes glowed even in the picture, aged by twenty years. He looked at her father. He was ordinary, his eyes a regular, human brown. There was something similar about him. It was as if he had seen him somewhere before, but he brushed it off, probably just seeing the similarities in Willow.
“Why were they killed?" he asked handing the picture back to Loriann. She sighed, staring down at the picture. She caressed the photo with the tip of her finger before sliding it back into the box.
“Because they loved each other. They ran away and got married. They had Willow. The council was going to punish them w
