I sighed and stumbled slightly, Caleb catching me before I hit the ground again and pulling me to his chest making me groan in pain as my sore ribs pushed against him. "Princess." Lazarus yelled across the courtyard, seemingly having come from nowhere, but then I remembered he probably had sensed my pain and knew exactly where to find me. He ran over, brushing his thumb over my cheek which ached, meaning I probably had cuts from the glass all over me. "Who did this?"
"I-I don't know." I whispered, feeling weak as my hand fisted in Caleb's shirt for support.
Lazarus tried to pull me from Caleb but a small whimper escaped me and he stopped and sighed. "You need to feed, you're not even healing." I shook my head, knowing I had only just fed from him a few hours ago.
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