Her mother looked peaceful, although it was clear that she looked thinner and weaker than before.
Aira's eyes glanced at her as she sat down beside her, her mother asleep on the bed, the slow rise and fall of her chest barely noticeable. It was clear that she would still be asleep for a while longer, even as Aira simply stared at her mother, trying not to think of why her mother would escape with her sister and not the entire family.
Clearly she knew that the vampires were coming, she thought, unable to help the bit of resentment she felt at the idea that her mother had been willing to let her, her brother, and her father die.
Her stomach churned at the thought even as she wondered how long ago she had belonged to Lord Dangrey while still pretending to be with her father.
Aira couldn't help but release a low sigh of frustration from her lips as she rubbed her forehead ever so slowly, trying to process the multiple thoughts running through her mind.
