CHAPTER TWELVE

CAITLIN BATHORY...

It had been two days since Lilliana last saw Damon, two days since he touched the girl and then rejected her. Yet she still couldn't forget his harsh words, he regretted what happened between them… said it was a mistake he'd never repeat and he was right. Or at least the girl had been trying to convince herself that he was, for the past two days locked up in her room alone. That this was what the two of them needed to cope with their situation. At least Damon had the decency to keep the matter to himself or else the girl would've surely been grounded for life or worse… disowned by her father.

She sat alone in her room, by the window with the curtains open and the big round moon shining down on her through the glass. Giving her skin a glittering lustre, its bright light serving as the only light in the dark silent room as she read her new favourite novel. She had her legs hiked up to her chest on the window seat and a velvet silver grey cushion nestled over her lap