A man just a few years older than Victoria stood in front of her. She now understand why the maids and servants dropped to their knees - it was a sign of respect and greeting to this man who was staring straight into her eyes, demanding an answer from her.
Felix heard from the maids' gossip that there was a mad woman running around, screaming and shouting for help. Since Daemon wasn't in to make decisions and orders, Felix was left to himself.
When he arrived at the scene, he saw her. She stand out among everyone else with her fiery red hair and emerald green eyes. She looked like on the verge of breaking down.
"I ......I....I...," She stuttered. She felt her tongue stiff. "I need help," she said in a low voice. Somewhere deep in her heart, she felt relief when she saw this man. Maybe he could save him. She could see hope shining in his eyes.
He stood there, still staring at her. His fierce gaze meant business. "Please, help me. Someone's drying. He needs a doctor."
"Where? Wh
