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No matter, I didn’t want Victus to harm any of the prisoners to teach me a lesson and blame me for talking to the little girl. He nearly snapped my neck when I touched her hair. But I found it strange that none of the angels spoke or threw out a nasty comment. Surely they heard her voice— or maybe they didn’t care.
“You need to go back. I don’t want any trouble from Victus. He’s already hurt me.”
He didn’t stab me with the spear, but he might as well have. Having his soldier do the dirty work was the same as if he did it himself.
She didn’t heed my warning, but instead came closer and coiled her delicate fingers around the bars.
“Are there more children like you?”
She nodded.
“Where’s your mother?”
“Dead,” she said with a flat tone. “I didn’t come here so you could ask me questions.”
She couldn’t be older than eight, but she spoke like an adult. I kept quiet and waited for her to say whatever was on her mind. To come here alone without Victus knowing, she must need something from me.
“Go ahead, Nadira. I’m listening.”
“Is it …” she began and paused.
She looked behind her in the darkness where the torchlight didn’t shine, nodded her head once, and then focused back to me.
Was someone there encouraging her to continue?
She let out a soft sigh. “Does angel’s blood kill vampires? Or does it cure them?”
I hobbled toward her but kept five feet distance between us. She glanced down at the blood on my dress and her fingernails grew into sharp points as those crimson eyes gleamed.
“I’ll answer your question if you answer mine first. Were you the girl at the market? Did you see me there?”
She held out her doll and made it nod.
“You were with someone, right?”
The doll nodded again.
“Who is she?”
My closed wings shuddered. Dark power wafted around me again like an invisible snake coiling around my body. I expected Victus to appear, but a being came out of the shadow, wearing a long cloak and a hood covering most of her face.
“Answer the princess.”
Her demanding cold voice gave me chills.
She was the same being at the market with Nadira. The cloak covered her hands even as she placed them on the little girl’s shoulders.
I’d thought everyone in the entire world knew angels’ blood cured diseases and prolonged mortal life. But I supposed unless one witnessed the miracle, it was just a rumor and unfathomable.
I couldn’t be absolutely certain that an angels’ blood could cure vampires, so I didn’t know what to say. If I told her the truth, they might use me as an experiment, but if I told a lie, who knew what they would do to me.
The truth always came out anyway. But vampires were immortal beings. Why would they need angels’ blood?
“It depends on the situation. Do you need help?” I used a sweet motherly tone.
Nadira’s lips curled, hope gleaming in her bright violet eyes, but the woman snarled and yanked the little girl away from the bars.
“I think we’ve heard enough.” The woman grabbed Nadira’s arm and walked back to the dark tunnel.
