Aneela
The water was freezing cold. Even now, so many hours later, Aneela still could feel the chill in her bones. It was actually the only thing she could think of as she walked after Damien through the narrow path he’d pointed them to - one hidden from the main roads and leading south, where their home was supposed to be.
There was barely anything else to focus on out here than the cold. Her clothes had already dried but it didn’t mean much. And it wasn’t true what they said that the vampire kingdom was drowning in darkness. It wasn’t darkness at all. Even Aneela, on the one occasion she’d been out of the castle before now, had misjudged it. It was dark, yes but it felt more like dusk than anything, like that time between the day and night when it was neither. And it never changed. No
