"Then I should be locked up." Yehudit said. "Until you can kill me, the demon."

"Aunt Lia would kill me. And I will find a way to kill the demon but spare you. I will."

"I'm too dangerous." Yehudit said.

"We would have to talk to your mother first. I'm not about to lock you up before talking to her first. And it still would only be until we find a way to get rid of the demon."

"She won't want anything more to do with me after she knows what I am." Yehudit said. "Papa either."

"I would tell you you're wrong. Your parents love you completely and totally."

"You know how I came about. You know Papa isn't my father." Yehudit said.

Sileas glowered. "Another one who thinks a parent isn't a parent if they weren't part of the birth process. Anyone can sire a child. It takes someone very special to a be a Papa. Uncle Aron loves you to the ends of the earth."

"Your mother wasn't raped to have you, you're not a demon either." Yehudit said. "Mama's always been strange about me."

"I just figured it was because you were her first born. She comes from a place of love. And nothing will make Uncle Aron love you less."

"You just told Wulfsen that what happened to her is why she's like that with me. Parents are supposed to be overprotective of their youngest children, not the firstborn." Yehudit said. "She despises me, she overcompensates for it by being overprotective of me."

"Yes, I said that's why she's overprotective. And you have that backwards. I've seen it with Aunt Aislyn...she's more protective and stricter with Lek and Millie but let's Kady and the smaller ones run wild."

"She hates me." Yehudit said. "And I don't blame her. She has plenty of reason to."

"She doesn't hate you. If she hated you, she would pay no attention to you just like she who gave birth to me did."

"The woman who gave birth to you was evil. My Mama isn't." Yehudit said.

"Good point," Sileas said quietly.

Wulfsen touched Sileas's shoulder. "If you wish to say you can."

"Either way I'll be wracked with worry, but I probably should stay," Sileas said softly. She got to her feet and wrapped her arms around him. "You tell Xavier if you come back with one hair on your head injured, I will hold him personally responsible. And there will be no where he can hide."

"I'll come back." Wulfsen whispered and kissed Sileas. "I promise... Do you need help getting Yehudit down the stairs?"

"Yes, please. And we need to find new rooms for us and Questa and Oscar. Bai doesn't want anyone around the things from the manor."

"There are a few rooms that are still unoccupied." Wulfsen said, picking Yehudit up.

"Once we get Yehudit settled, I'll find Questa." Her stomach was still tied in knots at the idea of Wulfsen going out after Aalyssa.

Wulfsen nodded and started down the stairs. He wondered why Yehudit felt heavier to carry then Sileas. She was smaller than Sileas.

Sileas followed Wulfsen and Yehudit down the stairs, carrying her cousin's walking stick.

"Sileas?" Wulfsen called hopefully when he reached the top of the tower. His heart sank. She was not there. He doubted that she went back to the feast but he did not know where else she could have gone.