"But I can vouch for Sir Melchior," Sylene said, more firmly now. "He… also risked his life when he helped me escape."
For a moment, his gaze softened—almost pleading.
"He didn't have to," he added. "But...he did."
Then his thoughts drifted to Alden.
How Alden had bandaged his wounds after his reunion with Sir Melchior.
How he'd stayed up fixing the broken terminal until exhaustion showed on his face for the evidence in the court of Lumea.
How he was the one who came here first—searching for Sylene on Melchior's behalf, and he is a pureblood. Then there is also Lila who is mysterious but kind. She really helped Sylene to settle in the vampire group...
"Maybe," Sylene continued, voice careful, "not all vampires are bad, Sir Zephyr."
He hesitated, then added softly, almost carefully, "Do you... want me to keep the resistance hidden from the vampires? I will respect your decision."
The words were sincere and careful.
