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.

that you're but a babe in the world of supernaturals. Eating the food in front of

her ominous words, but she doesn't seem to have any

child, but the one who has his sights set on you is someone even I cannot

a beat. I lean forward, hands gripping the

smile playing at the corners of

I need to know.

her dark eyes seeming

to anything, if it means I can

You must learn how to survive in this world. Serving yourself up to a vampire is tantamount to suicide. Very well. As a

seeks you is known

of name I'd expect

and influence. No one knows his age, but everyone knows this: His sanity is gone, lost in time." Sister Miriam's voice drops to

reels. A vampire? But why

think you know. But also understand, the Mad Prince stops

in my head, making my stomach churn. "And you think

"I know so."

am I supposed to do? How can I save Lisa if even you can't stand against

is your job." She leans forward, her red eyes almost

ears flick as she stares at the vampire,

Miriam continues, "Do

and

you know,"

"You can hear her?"

elegant. Seeming to lose interest in us both, Sister Miriam stands with a vague, waving-off gesture of her hand. "I can hear your wolf when she wishes to communicate. Fear not, little witch. I

the table to

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