51. From Her Past

ZEDKIEL.

A few hours have passed, and we are in a side drawing room. It’s dimly lit but no one really cares, we have been served blood and there was some food just for Evangeline.

The blood itself is tasty, and it gives me the strength I really needed after that battle with Vadam.

Zeina has wanted to talk to me, and so far her questions have felt extremely mediocre, as if she’s slowly trying to assess how much I would be ok with.

Asking how Evangeline and I met, what Evangeline wore at our wedding and other simple questions. We had told her how Evangeline was the werewolf queen; their rightful ruler and she had been rather impressed.

Every time I tried to direct the conversation to more serious conversations, she would simply say we deserved at least a few hours of calmness after the defeat of Vadam.

Ziahra had been here with us, however, a short while ago she had been called out regarding something in the surrounding woods.

But she still hadn’t returned after saying she’ll be b