26
“Tell me what you’ll need,” I asked Trina as we exited the main building.
She stared at me with narrowed eyes. “You mean … we’re doing it? We’re creating the potion?”
“Hell, yes,” I whispered. There were some tziganes coming and going from the infirmary. I didn’t want anyone to rain on my parade before Trina and I were done.
“Mirella, I’m all for it, but think how much trouble you’re going to get into with the elder council,” Kane said. He was a step behind us, Felix by his side.
I glanced at him from over my shoulder. “I’ll worry about that later. Right now, it’s more important that we save the soulless tziganes.”
Thankfully, he didn’t argue with me. Unlike Artan and Theron and maybe even Ramon, if he were here. The three of them would tell me it was a bad idea and try to keep me
