บท 478: Sacred Story

Penelope and Zagan were huddled against a tree, enfolded in each other's arms and whispering to each other while August watched the caged vampire continue to beat against the invisible wall and glare at her with the most menacing expression.

But the island had stopped quaking, and the storm seemed to have rolled back out toward the sea. Sunlight was shining again through the gaps in the trees with a renewed peace that was promised after every storm. August smiled to herself. It seemed Nedra was healed of whatever had been defeating her internally. And she had a feeling she knew how.