Ten minutes later, Dimitri paced in his private office with restless impatience. Luckily, he had rescued Blanca on time, or else those forest demons might have devoured her. How she managed to stay alive with two forest demons was beyond him. Dimitri started pacing again. Earlier, when she fell unconscious in his arms, he smelled something from her, something so familiar that he almost wanted to hate the smell. It was by far like Lady Morgana's flower shop, three hundred years ago, when the witch trapped his mind into thinking that he was so madly in love with her that he ended up doing something he later regretted.