That was a very good question to ask. It would get a direct answer. As soon as she stopped being distracted by the goblin. She studied the key and journal that he gave her, curious. "Was expected! See, Barnabas? The unexpected is expected. Just have to not expect it." The dog snuffled, and Del heaved a sigh at whatever he said.
Names. Names. She looked back up at Carlisle, biting on chapped lips. "Mm. Destiny is the eldest, Death, Dream, Destruction, Desire, Despair, and Delirium." Seven of seven. "Endless."