“Rumors of this child spread through the ranks of all sorcerers. It was the first time a hybrid child had been born. It had been forbidden for the different species to mingle with each other, but the reason why faded over the years. A vampire and a sorcerer fell in love and produced a child. The Council of Magic decided to let the child be, thinking no harm would come of it. It was just a child after all.”
Ginger stopped talking for a moment. The way she spoke told me there was so much more to the story.
“I sense a ‘but’ in there,” I said.
“Everything was fine for a while. Years passed, and no other news of the hybrid child emerged. The initial shock of a hybrid child faded as well. My parents stopped talking about it, and I just assumed nothing came of it. But on the night of the red
