"It was an incredibly dull book, honestly," Nedra recalled. "And because it was so old, some of the language was difficult to understand, particularly concerning the vampire's immortality. Zagan originally had hoped I would be able to end his life for him, and when I couldn't, he gave up on me being able to do it. But I kept researching as much as I could. Killing him would mean freedom for all of us."
"You seem pretty free," Penelope remarked. "You aren't in containment, are you?"
Nedra frowned. "Just because I am not in containment does not mean I'm free. He knows I won't flee. He has too much leverage," she mumbled.
"Who are you?" Penelope asked again, having not received an answer the first time.
"My name is Nedra. I created the island here," she told her.
Penelope huffed, shaking her head in response. This Nedra had done an incredible amount of work to help the vampire.
"I know how it looks, but…"
