"Perfect." An evil laughter echoed the whole room where Melanie sat. Zion was standing next to her elevated chair which was just three steps higher from the ground. Melanie sat comfortably looking down at the woman who was held by two vampires below her. The woman's black hair was covering her face and blood was dripping from it. "So tell me." Melanie stood up and walked down the stairs, approaching the woman like a viper studying its prey before pouncing on it.
"Now tell me." Melanie squatted before her and raised her head to look at her. The woman's green eyes held nothing but hatred and coldness. "You don't have to look at me like that. You know as much as I do that there is nothing that you can do. I mean nothing, nothing at all. Do you still want to give it a try? I have you under control and after you found a way to speak to Beauty in her dreams, you've increased your punishment and the only way you can cast a spell is with my permission."
