We were once again sitting in Victoria's room. Lucius wasn't here yet – he was meeting with his own network of people, making sure they keep an eye on Erik and the others.
"So," Asher finally said, breaking the heavy silence. "How are you holding up?"
"I'm fine." I said, showing them a bitter smile. "I'm more worried about you, Victoria." I couldn't help but fear this meeting happened too soon after the funeral. Victoria was a mess. Her eyes were swollen, her face was red, and it was clear she hadn't slept at all.
"I'm fine." She said, then sniffed. "I'll be fine." She stood up and walked to the window. "Vincent and the others are who you should be worried about.
"I'm worried about them as well." I said with a sigh. I recalled how awful they all looked when I peeked inside the inn just a short while ago, after Mona left. "Anyways, what did you find out?"
