Chapter 1417 – Midnight
- “So, what do we do now?” I ask, sighing and looking up at Victor.
- He shoots me a little look that says, plainly enough, how the hell should I know. I just grimace and tuck the note into my own back pocket, taking his hand.
- “Well,” I mutter, trying to lean into the hopeful state that the day in the cabin gave to me. “I guess if the forest took the magic away…it thinks we can survive without it?”