Alden still looked heartbroken, but he nodded and finally stepped out of the room, leaving Sylene to catch up with Mavis. His eyes lingered on Limou one last time before the door closed behind him with a quiet sigh.
The moment he left, both Mavis and Sylene exhaled.
"Sylene?" Mavis turned immediately. "Don't you have anything to explain? Why were you with purebloods? And why did that Melchior Ravenscroft save you? Who is he??"
Sylene's head suddenly throbbed. His heart thumped painfully fast.
"Uh… yeah, hm… He's the gardener I told you about before. My only friend in the vampire territory…"
Mavis blinked. "...Gardener? But that's clearly—wait, didn't you say his name was Draven?"
Sylene looked even more awkward, but he braced himself. So the young hybrid told him everything.
And Mavis reacted to every point with a dramatic stream of oohs, awws, and wows until he ended up staring at Sylene with a teasing smirk. Eyes filled with naught and understanding.
