CHAPTER TWO HUNDRED AND SEVEN

Sarah

Lucas and I help the fairies search the surrounding forest, using our heightened since of smell and sight to add value to the search. We stay there for much longer than usual, chasing down any trails possible, narrowing in on places where a fairy might be able to hide.

We don’t find anything.

In a way, that’s a good thing. At the very least, we don’t find blood. We don’t find a dead body. There aren’t signs of a struggle or hints that something bad happened to her.

Though we all know something bad happened. She wouldn’t simply leave her family like that. Someone took her, and we have to figure out who is behind this.

“She’s been gone since morning,” Lucas says, pulling me aside as our search efforts prove fruitless. We don’t know how far away she could be by now, but she could’ve gained quite a lot of ground since whenever she was taken.”

I nod. “I agree, but it’s difficult to search the area properly without knowing what direction she went in. It’s going to take us forev