Nevena
“W-what just happened?”
I unglued my body from the vampire Ivan, who got me in (and out) this mess to begin with, and I looked at his face that looked even more terrified than when he saw me almost about to be executed, and when he called upon his right of Krov Svez, whatever that was, but now didn’t seem like the right time for me to ask him.
“I don’t know,” whispered Ivan against my ear, but he wasn’t letting me go. I still found him annoying and I blamed him for everything that happened and went wrong since he snatched me from Rachel (oh god, Rachel!). But right now, in that moment, I was glad for his closeness and I hoped that he was going to blame my wild heart beats to the fact that I almost got executed by the Axe of Perun and not the predicament that we were in.
“Starosta Volkova?”
“Starosta, what is happening?”
“Did you see the Sledovik Stone? It just cracked…”
“Oleg, where are you? I can’t see!”
“Everybody QUIET!”