Zayde's Point of View
We are all seated around the table in Ronan’s office, old papers and leather bound books scattered all around us. I lean forward, my elbows on the table, as I flip through one of the old books.
"Jason, did we get word back from Crescent Vale or Crimson Hollow?"
I ask, without looking up, my eyes still scanning over the page.
"Crescent Vale is pulling their archives as we speak, and Crimson Hollow said they have something old about vampire prophecies. They will go through it and send it over if they find anything about a key."
I look up at him, nodding my head slowly.
"Did you manage to get in touch with the witches?"
Lindsay asks from my left and I quickly glance at her, again nodding my head.
"I did. They agreed to help look. But even they sounded unsure.
