62 Aniyoh

Aniyoh just knew someone would come to their aid. The faerie folk's emotions were hard to read and she hadn't been sure if it was due to their size or some other factor, but the feeling persisted that her message had been sent.

She had only heard rumors from other witches at the Academy. Rumblings of the Assembly, a loose collection of free witches spread around Ibudal seeking freedom for their enslaved sisters. Whispers that the faeries were used for communication had been the speculation she used to fuel her optimism. Especially when talking with Ender, the vampire was positively grumpy when he wasn't nestled beside Caroline. Which was now all the time since he had been captured.

Still, she could feel her heart soaring as the women, and one young man Aniyoh noticed, materialized in the forest path, effectively stopping the party in their tracks. She looked to Ender, his face a mask of confused bewilderment, and waited for the right opportunity.