Chương 21: The first taste of her blood

Eiravyne looked at him, the man who haunted her nightmares now standing before her, an ominous presence she couldn't escape.

 She took a deep breath, trying to steady her trembling voice. "I didn't know if I was allowed to ask for that!" she said, her words coming out in a rush.

Ilkar's expression darkened, his eyes narrowing with disdain. He stepped closer, his voice a low, venomous hiss.

 "Or perhaps you like how things have turned out! Is that it? You enjoy this misery? You revel in your suffering?"

Eiravyne was too fragile to even listen to him mock her or sense how pathetic her past life was.

 She immediately said, "I get it... you came to check if I am still alive and healthy to take my blood. As you see... I still am."