Greta looked towards Maya, placed her index finger on her lips, and shushed her, “not so loud child.”
Even though she had asked about her mother, the question had come out as an attempt to hide the anxiety she had and the fear she had gnawing at her insides. She almost ran to him but she controlled herself, held herself in a bid to give her arms something to do other than hug Zander; which was what her arms longed to be doing at that moment.
“She is safe but we cannot leave her there for long. I managed to mislead them into following the wrong path that will lead them opposite of where Celestine is currently placed.”
“Take me to her, I want to see her,” Maya said
“Not so fast princess, at the moment any attempt on our part to go anywhere near her would be suicidal, and we would be l
