ANNABEL’S POV
Adrian led me to a dimly lit chamber within the confines of Lysandra's hideout. The air was heavy with secrecy as he closed the door behind us, leaving us in relative solitude.
"So, Annabel," he began, his tone carrying a mix of curiosity and authority. "What do you know about the stone, and why is Lysandra so adamant about retrieving it from you?"
I hesitated, weighing my words carefully. "All I know is that it's a powerful artifact, and Lysandra believes it can protect vampires from sunlight. As for why she thinks I have it, I'm as clueless as you are."
Adrian leaned against a table, studying me intently. "Lysandra is no stranger to manipulation and deceit. She might have her reasons, but you seem genuinely unaware and that makes me want to believe you"
I nodded, grate
