"I believe you cannot prevent your sister from participating in the courtship," Etessa Lucresia gazed at Eve's somber countenance. She got up and looked at Verina before she walked towards the large windows of Maximilian's Study. "They have assured us of her victory. There is no need to worry about—"
"That Baron intended harm upon you," Eve responded calmly, her expression stern. "You cannot simply trust that man."
"The Baron sought your sister as a bride for his son, to make her a vampire like you. Vampires are immune to sickness this could be a very good thing for Verina."
"Please… We all know she is not ill," Eve retorted.
"You—"
"Vampires can detect sickness, mother. Would they truly desire her inclusion if aware of her ailment?" Eve questioned. "Surely, they would not want her to die and provoke the prince. Everyone within this house knew she falsified her condition. You know it. I know it. We—"
