Katelina's thoughts fell away when she noticed several figures on the porch. A Japanese girl, dressed in a puffy pink dress, looked no more than thirteen. The doll she clutched, dressed in a matching outfit, made her seem even younger. Clustered around her were three males. The tallest had long black hair, while a coppery redhead leaned on a cane, his right trouser leg tied off where his ankle had once been. The third was still human and no more than seventeen, if he was that old.
It was their guests.
"Jorick-ue!" Maeko hurried towards them. "You have brought a new friend!"
"I don't know who she is." He stopped before the diminutive vampiress. "Verchiel dumped her on us."
Sharon cringed into herself. Katelina felt the prickle of her humiliation and sighed. It really wasn't her fault. "There's someone after her," she explained.