Persephone gave her son the space to speak, but when he insisted on keeping his peace, she seemingly saw no other solution.
"Will you finally tell me what happened? Everything appeared just right yesterday, but tonight…,"
He kept his eyes on the gravepine trees that Edgar had planted months earlier. It was as though all of his secrets would spill just through eye contact alone.
"Silas, you won't convince me of the opposite, so you might as well rip the band-aid while it still hasn't molten into the skin,"
"Katherine too seemed to have noticed the difference… Especially during their embrace,"
"What difference?" the vampiress' brows furrowed at those words.
"Arabella's body has changed," he sighed, "She now needs blood to survive,"
"That does not make any sense," she shook her head, "Humans do not become vampires overnight. Not ever, in fact. Did Morgana do that? Did she work on a new spell to make her more like us?"
"Morgana did no such thing,"
