“My mother-in-law, Grace,” she offered, casually pointing a finger at the frail old woman sitting in a wheelchair in a spacious conservatory at th... rear of the house, the back of her head just visible above the top of the chair. “She’s eighty-six next month,” she sighed, a hint of insincerity in her voice as she opened a door into the conservatory, her heels clicking on the ceramic floor tiles, fussing over her mother-in-law, adjusting her pillow, pulling a woollen blanket over her blue-veined. "Drained of all fluids could be a couple of things. Vampires, is the most obvious - but we haven't had a nearby case on them for some months after the squad 'evicted' a coven that was preying on elementary school children."What kind of Fey?" I asked inquisitively "Do I need stakes, silver, garlic - the whole nine yards?"Maria smirks that cocky grin again."You'll see Hartwell, you'll see."I shut the pocketwatch and shove it unceremoniously back into my pocket. Who even wears pocketwatches in. After an exhilarating hot shower, Maria was fully awake. She combed out her long and lustrous black hair and wrapped a towel around herself; finding Enrique still asleep in the chair, she dropped the towel and wriggled into the beautiful garment the wizard had provided for her. When Maria opened the door to her room and looked out, the first thing she saw was the smiling face of the wizard as he walked towards her."Good afternoon Maria! I hope you slept well," he said. "You look lovely!" Thank. Lying on the ground and waiting for the dragons to bolt out of the nest and pounce on her, Marian whimpered in pain from the jarring crack to the skull and all the scratches that peppered her back, thighs, and ass. But to her astonishment, she heard nothing from the nest and the elder dragon hadn’t even stirred, they were all still sound asleep. With a hysterical smile, Marian slowly got to her feet and began limping towards the cave entrance. She slowed her pace and held her breath as she.