The first few days of the trip had been alright for Arthur. Better than ever, as he was in a comfy carriage, not having to worry about the journey's dangers.
But something was different. Arthur was feeling uneasy and sometimes with the urge to throw up. Arthur did not know what it was until Tessa pointed out why that was happening.
"They got you back then, right in the neck. You know, a werewolf bite is poisonous to us, vampires."
Arthur did not know a bite from a werewolf was poisonous to vampires, but even if he did, there was no way for him to flee from the two werewolves.
He thought he would die for a moment, but Tessa wouldn't rescue him and ask him to join her family if that was the case.
"Aren't you scared?" she said, smiling.
"I believe you have the cure, and I will have to work for it."
There was no such thing as free lunch, so Arthur knew she would save him, but to pay for the cure, he would have to work under her family's command and turn into a soldier.