"I think the blood slaves would like to come. They seemed excited at the prospect," Vienna told Damien.
"They have not left the palace since they were selected. It has been decades inside the grounds," Damien told her.
She shivered. "I cannot imagine that."
Damien continued to stroke her hair. "We could do something for them someday. Particularly, if we had more authority."
"Like?" she asked him.
He glanced down at her. "Like release them."
Vienna sat up a little. "Would you do that? Would you give them their freedom?"
"Of course I would," he said immediately. "The way I see it, my kind should only drink from transfusions and volunteers. s*****y is a despicable concept. The only reason I have stood for it for so long is that it is better than the other alternative, in which my mothe
