Chapter 445
Katelina woke. Her ears strained against the silence. She wondered if it was day or night, and if it mattered. Would sunlight offer her a reprieve when they were underground?
Her arms and legs ached, and her hands felt stiff. She flexed her fingers. They were sore, but not like they'd been. She wondered if Malick had anticipated Boris healing her. How else had he expected her to use the bucket?
"You are awake."
Katelina squinted at Boris' blocky silhouette. He sat across the room, his back to the wall. "I would say good morning, but there is not much good here."
Her stomach rumbled and her throat was dry. Xandria had promised to come back with water. Where was she?
"The sun begins to set," Boris declared. At her questioning look he said, "I can feel its presence. Once it sets things will get busy."
Katelina sagged back against the wall. She didn't know if he meant the usual business of an evil vampire's lair, or something else.