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"Thank you, Zephyra.", Lyora said softly, "Is there anything you can do for my ribs? I think I cracked at least one of them." Her blue eyes were dull as she thought about Silent, but she was happy that he would be okay. Even though she wouldn't see him for at least a week, Lyora was glad she had given herself up for him and the others.

Jaguar mirrored Silent’s body language; head to one side like a curious bird, hands in his clocks pockets and rocked back on his heels. “What a silly human. I’m not as you say, and my parents never had the pleasure of meeting me.” Jaguar replied smugly, choosing to ignore Silent’s inquiring remark. Straightening, Jaguar took one stalking step forward, “Where do you think you’re taking them?” Pausing, “Freedom? Do you really think we, the vampires, would let humans live out here?” Taking another step forward, “Would we really give let you slaves escape?” Staring him down, Jaguar snarled, “We please ourselves by spreading lies that make you run, so that in turn, we can hunt.” His eyes held fire in them now, “But, someone smiles down on you, I don’t like the hunt.” Slowly he reached his hand out to Silent, “I like my pets to come when I call.” Why am I baiting him? Pulling his hand back, Jaguar put it back in his pocket. Why do I want him to attack first? Is it because Kyrian had? Jaguar shivered slightly at the memory. That was to most exhilarating feeling I had ever had. Jaguar took a deep breath and looked at Silent waiting, hoping, that he would rush him.

Zephyra’s hands were extremely cold, like normal, so she blew on them in hopes that they would warm a bit. Slipping the garnet over Lyora’s head, she swung the cloth around her and said, “I need you to breathe out as much as possible.” As Lyora complied, Zephyra did a quick tight wrap over the non bruised part and worked her way down. I have to make sure I don’t tie it too tight. I wouldn’t want one of her lungs to collapse. When she finished Zephyra helped Lyora put her shift back on and ordered her, “You need to take at least ten deep breathes every night before bed. This will speed up the healing and prevent lung collapse.” Watching her, Zephyra added, “I know from personal experience that it hurts but it’s plenty worth it.” Hoping to add some incentive, “It will get up to Silent a week sooner than planned.” I bet that will do the trick.

((Escaped Place))

Shrugging her shoulders she said, “Sure, though I wouldn’t call it a room.” Motioning for Lyora to follow, they walked out into the hall once again. Going down the hall they traveled further into the center of the mansion. Zephyra finally stopped by a large door, positioned to the right. Speaking softly she said, “This is the library, we’re allowed in it whenever we want but I prefer to stay out.” Noting the intrigued look on Lyora’s face, Zephyra explained, “He frequents it often.” And I like to avoid any unnecessary contact. Waving her hand to the left, toward eight smaller doors, Zephyra growled, “This is where we sleep. The one at the end of the hall is mine.” Jaguar knows that I hate being trapped so he took great pleasure in showing me to my room. “I think you can choice whichever one you would like.” Zephyra continued, “Since he didn’t specifically say where you’re going to stay.” Zephyra’s skin nearly crawled at the feeling of being so vulnerable. There was no window at the end of the hall, just a painting of an exotic animal, and mahogany-red tapestries hung over top of the doors. If you pull on their silver cord the thick fabric would drape to the floor, effectively hiding the door behind it. Shuffling her feet, Zephyra said, “Well I’m going to sleep.” Waving goodnight, she turned and barely walked down the hall, her instincts shouting at her to run. Yeah, run straight for the room because once you get in there you’re trapped. Brilliant mind. Rolling her eyes, Zephyra stood in the doorway for a moment looking at the small space. The straw bed was on her right and her midnight-blue cloak was folded neatly in the left corner, her leather boots hidden under a loose floorboard in that same corner. Walking in two steps Zephyra collapsed on the straw, it was extra scratchy tonight for some reason. Closing her eyes Zephyra willed herself to sleep but that wouldn’t come until late that night.