The Fae Who Killed Dorcas

Lola did not recognize her new location aside from the snippets she had gotten from the tracking spell, enough to realize she was in the right place. The smell of herbs assaulted her nostrils and the residual magic that washed over her was enough proof that Dorcas wanted to be found in her last moments. 

She cautiously stared across the room in case whoever killed Dorcas was lying in wait and set a trap for who might come for her body. But Lola was able to sense there was no one around with the use of her magic and scanned the rest of the room. It wasn't until Lola stepped into a corner hidden away from view with a curtain that she spotted Dorcas on the bed and she froze. 

If Lola was not sure she felt the bond break last night, she would have thought that Dorcas was fast asleep with the way she laid down. Her throat felt parched and her feet heavy as lead as she dragged it over to the bedside.