Valentina burst through the door without caring about anything other than her love. The moment Bessie had led her back to the suite, the scent of blood, sweat, and tears were all immediately present and the vampiress' instincts took over.
The need to be near her partner as she suffered was overwhelming for her. Truthfully, not letting her remain while the process took place was the correct decision. It was clear from how she instantly responded that there would be nothing separating her and Dahlia, and she would have destroyed the relic if it was necessary to stop her pain.
Considering the ritual was over though, Bessie was happy to stand back and watch as the Archduchess rushed to the bed and immediately began to fret and pamper the girl. Dahlia wasn't unconscious, but she was still struggling. Her body was wracked with agony and pain rippled through her like aftershocks of an earthquake. Just when she thought things were about to lessen, a sudden new wave of pain would seize her.
