Chapter 148 Ava: A Vampire's Goodwill (II)

Sister Miriam doesn't speak again until I've finished way too much food.

"I doubt you came here just to ask about my letter," she finally says, and I jump at the opportunity to finally get answers.

"My best friend was taken in the attack. I want to know where she is. I need to save her."

Her eyes grow unfocused, and the strange men return, tidying up the dishes and taking them away in silence.

I watch them curiously as they move. Their faces are blank, and they're unmistakably human, despite the odd sheen of their skin.

Thralls, Selene murmurs. Bonded servants.

Bonded—to Sister Miriam?

Yes. What you risked when the vampire bit you.

My stomach twists, threatening to let go of the contents I'd just downed with little grace.

Sister Miriam's long fingers tap against the table in a thoughtful rhythm. "One cannot speak an untruth with Fae food in their belly."

I glance at the table in front of me, but the dishes are gone, and her thrall servants with them.

"Fae food?" I ask, my heart dropping at how easily I was convinced to eat my way into a trap.

"It won't harm you, child."

It isn't for human consumption because of its strong side effects, Selene mutters. Damn it. I should have known, but I cannot sense Fae magic.

is only to see if I can trust you. It turns out that you're but a babe in the world of

her ominous words, but

has his sights set on you is someone even I

forward, hands gripping the edge of the table. "That means you know who it

unnerving smile playing at the corners

need to know.

a long moment, her dark eyes seeming to pierce through to my

can agree to anything, if it means

this world. Serving yourself up to a vampire is

is known as the Mad

name I'd expect to

is gone, lost in time." Sister Miriam's voice drops to a whisper. "And he has

reels. A vampire? But why me? "What

also understand, the Mad Prince stops at nothing if

my head, making my stomach churn. "And you think he has

"I know so."

am I supposed to do? How can I save Lisa if even

That is your job." She leans forward, her red eyes almost glowing with the intensity of her stare. "Tell me, little wolf. Are you

ears flick as she stares at the vampire, but her

Sister Miriam continues, "Do you wish

teach a magician, Selene snaps, and

the dhampir you know," she

"You can hear her?"

interest in us both, Sister Miriam stands with a vague, waving-off gesture of her hand. "I can hear

table to stalk closer

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