Vienna gripped Damien's hand tightly as they headed through the garden toward the house where the blood slaves resided.
He leaned down and whispered in her ear, "I will continue with our conversation and tell you more as soon as I can. I am so sorry we were interrupted like that. Are you okay?" he asked.
Vienna nodded and took a steadying breath. "I just need to know whether my mother and sister are alive?"
"Yes." Damien squeezed her hand. "Yes, they are."
Vienna wanted to sob, she wanted to jump up and down, she wanted to run screaming from the garden and to go straight and find them. But she would be smart, not reckless. To be reunited with them, she had to stay alive. And to stay alive, she had to play the game.
They entered the house where the blood slaves lived, hearing murmurs
