"What do you mean? You know where it is? It exists?" I asked excitedly, imagining a place where we could all escape to be safe once this was all over.
"It used to exist," she said, shrugging, "you aren't the only one who was looking for it, eventually word got out about this wondrous paradise and when the Fae Queen invaded this realm that is the place she chose to settle. She destroyed their homes and took the island for herself, enslaving the Hexbloods and whoever else resided on the island. She called the place—"
"The Isle of Sanctuary." I finished for her leaning back in my chair. I felt deflated and angry.