Chapter 652: Not Enough
"Mauve," Mill cried, rushing to her as she sat on the ground. "I knew something was wrong."
"Get Jael," Mauve blurted out. She looked up at Mill, and the vampire froze.
"Let me at least help you into bed," Mill said and started closing the gap again.
"Don’t worry," Mauve cried. "I should be able to hold out until he comes. Please, just go get him."
"How do you feel exactly? Are you in pain?" Mill asked.
"Mill, your questions aren’t helping." Mauve grabbed her abdomen tighter. "And no, it’s not pain. It’s hard to explain how I feel." Her eyes were watering at this point.
Mill nodded and rushed to the door, leaving Mauve on the ground. The vampire quickly made her way to the staircase and the front doors. The guards, seeing she was in a hurry, didn’t say a single word to her; they just bowed and pulled the doors open.
Mill stepped out into the night air but couldn’t pick out any sounds. She turned to the guards, who were still by the doors holding them open. "Where is the Primus?" she asked.
"He should be upstairs. Lord Kieran left at least fifteen minutes ago, and the Primus returned to the castle not long after," one of them explained.
"Oh, thanks," Mill said and rushed back to the staircase, rushed past Mauve’s room, and stopped in front of his study.
She hoped he was in here. The guards did say upstairs, and there was only one place she could think of him being, especially so early in the day. Mill stretched her hand to knock, and the door was opened right in her face.