And to think that the boy felt so safe he fell into slumber.
"What is it about him, Daemon?" Vladya whispered, observing them. "Is it his blood? Or is he simply your new fascination? Is he a new plaything?"
The beast didn't answer, nor did Vladya expect him to.
"Could this boy have the power to bring you back from insanity? Is that even possible?" But he was watching an impossibility happening before him, right now.
He was missing something here. Something important. But what could it be?
On his way back, his mind was preoccupied. But as he passed through the second floor of the southern wings, he heard Aekeira’s soft cries in her chamber, far away.
By the sound of it, she must be lying on her bed, muffling her sobs with her pillow. Yet he was so attuned to her that his hearing pick
