Watching how Vincent appeared relaxed as if barely bothered about standing in one of the cells in the Council's dungeon, Eve hoped that things would not turn to the worse. The inside of the cells were dark, which would make it hard to see the person if they didn't come to the front.
Viscount Eduard said, "I will be back soon. Let me go and see how things are going at the Head Council's chamber." On Vincent's nod, the older vampire left the corridor with Eve standing in front of the cell.
"What if Marceline speaks against you?" Eve asked Vincent in worry.
"That would be interesting now, wouldn't it?" Vincent softly chuckled.
Eve didn't understand how Vincent could not be worried about this. And she stepped closer towards the rusty rods. "The murderer could be anyone, why you? Marceline was in there too."
