The vampire’s words linger inside my ears for a moment, and I find myself unsure whether I heard them right or not. When he keeps staring at me in expectation, I realize I wasn’t imagining things. However, if he thinks I’m that stupid, he is mistaken. I find Teivel’s orders highly suspicious.
I glance down at the tray in front of me, weighing my options for a long moment. If I refuse the food, I’m going to starve. If I still decide to eat, there’s no telling what’s going to happen. It might be poisoned, and I could die. On the other hand, neither of the options is a perfect choice. Both of them might result in my death. Only that I would die from starvation in the first case.
“Are you going to eat or not?” the vampire barks in annoyance, making my gaze shoot up at him. I make sure
