“Isn’t that… Sibyl of the Red Moon Pack?” I asked. What the hell was she still doing here? Candido had banished her days ago.
“It is,” he said lightly. “The king banished her from his territory for assaulting his ward… But what else do you see?”
Not much. I didn’t recognize the building, but a faint glimmering scrip above the door caught my eye. It was the same script as the script in the vampire book.
“It looks like the writing that was on the painting,” I said. “That means it’s related to vampires, right?”
“Come to the haven of the children of the night,” Armageddon said softly. “It’s used to mark safe spaces. Whether the spa knows that they’re in one of those buildings, I don’t know, but it almost doesn’t matter.”
My heart lurched, “You can read it? Without blood?”
“What do you
