115 Meeting you again (part 2)

"Darcy," his voice reached to her through the darkness with its mysterious timbre. It had a uniqueness that made her recognize him immediately even when she rarely spoke to him. 

"My Lord," she breathed following his voice. She could see his shadow. He was tall but she could not tell his form much. 

"You have a had a tough day," he spoke. 

She moved closer carefully, afraid he would disappear. 

"Well, I just found out he could possibly be my father," tears burned her eyes again. 

He was quiet for a moment. "Let's feed you first," he said and then walked away.