Be One of Us, Little One

Keagan only chuckled as she fell to the side. She then curled in a fetal position, bringing her legs up. "Do you think Cressida will do the things I have done?"

Lev stared at her before looking at the window glistening from the refraction of the moonlight. He murmured, "I don't know. Just like the Orpheus, she has multiple faces. Wren knows her differently from how the others did. I was just a child when I lost her."

He then moved to sit on the edge of the bed. "If it makes you feel any better, perhaps the king would. The morals of the Cinneide are different, but the Allard family didn't reach the top by being nice."

"…well, I am indeed from that long secret line of his illegitimate son." Keagan sighed as she rolled and lay on her back. She even had a bitter smile on her lips. "Maybe it's better if I can just die and get over everything. Will Leon and the rest blame me for losing the fight? After all, I'm just a human mixed into the world of vampires…"