"Mauve," Mill cried, rushing to her as she sat on the ground. "I knew something was wrong."
"Get Jael," Mauve blurted out. She looked up at Mill, and the vampire froze.
"Let me at least help you into bed," Mill said and started closing the gap again.
"Don't worry," Mauve cried. "I should be able to hold out until he comes. Please, just go get him."
"How do you feel exactly? Are you in pain?" Mill asked.
"Mill, your questions aren't helping." Mauve grabbed her abdomen tighter. "And no, it's not pain. It's hard to explain how I feel." Her eyes were watering at this point.
Mill nodded and rushed to the door, leaving Mauve on the ground. The vampire quickly made her way to the staircase and the front doors. The guards, seeing she was in a hurry, didn't say a single word to her; they just bowed and pulled the doors open.
