Ravenloft - Castle Ravenloft #1
Violet shakes her head at Qvar's offer of exploration, and brushes away Ashlyn's hand. "Duty," she whispers, the word foul in her mouth. Casting her hood over her head, she moves to a corner and seats herself. The others have their own work they do, their chosen tasks; Violet stares through them from the shadows of her cloak. She pays half an ear to Zertin's story, the words meaningless to her. Vampyr? She knows not this name. It's pointless, in any case.
The only escape from hell, it seems, is death; and what worse trials await them following that passage?
It seems that Caesius will become their greatest protector in this; a tiny part of Violet is pleased she offered him the relic. Perhaps if they find this sword he will become mightier still. But it doesn't get them out of hell, and it doesn't bring back Saeko.
When the story is finished, she spits once to the side, her feelings evident.
Rousing herself, the young woman moves to one of the exits. "I'll keep watch," she mutters, barely audible. "If we need to stay here longer for Caesius."