Silas had buried his head among the many maps laying upon the desk of the map room. The date that he, as well as the other Lords and Ladies, had picked to go seek the underground tunnels approached at high speed.
The vampire sought to dot his i's and cross his t's beforehand, thus lumping all of the old maps from that era together, making sure to include the ones Arabella had marked with the unsealed tracts.
Speaking of the devil, or in her case, the angel, the question that truly kept his mind busy was whether to bring her along or otherwise not.
Since other vampires would join the party, the trip would have to be taken at night and it was hard enough for her to navigate what was in front of her in broad daylight, let alone at night.
He suspected even moonlight and torches combined wouldn't spare her from the many falls and twisted ankles in the works.
