Chapter 78

*Isabel* Her shrug was the answer we all needed, but she tried to give us a little hope. She tucked a stray strand of her platinum blonde hair, drawing her eyebrows together. "I can't promise that it would hold all the answers," She began carefully. "But I could also reach out to a few seers and hear what they have to say. Someone might know something." Dante's eyes lifted to mine then, and I had the feeling he'd just remembered someone who might be willing to help. There was a sliver of hope in his eyes, and I fed off it. Dear goddess, did I feed off it? I was still scared out of my mind but having Dante here with me, it helped me a great deal.