Chapter 42

EMILIA POV

There was heavy silence in the room as I looked at the bodies laid on my feet in absolute panic. I was stuck between the thought of returning to call the attention of the assistants in the kitchen and going out to investigate on my own.

“Daemon? Katarina?” I said lowly as I looked around, my forehead breaking into a sweat as I waited a sound to finally point me out to whatever was happening and what had happened to those soldiers.

Taking the other route of having to go to the soldiers, I crouched beside the body of one of them as I attempted to figure out where the blood was coming from and if he had puncture marks close to that of a vampire’s fangs.

I turned the warm body around and found a deep gash across the neck, which could only mean one thing – a silver blade.

There was a dull thud which came from the living room, and I stood up immediately, making up my mind to see it through to the end.

“Is there someone out there?” I called, taking slow and intentional steps towar