Dahlia sighed as she found herself pacing back and forth in what was supposed to be her shared room with Zoran. Ever since he woke, she had been forbidden to see him despite her constant protests. They constantly tell her that she was in too much danger whenever she even went near her own husband, and she couldn't help but feel bitter at everyone else who got to see him.
"What is going on here?" she grumbled to herself. "Why in the world am I the only one that's not allowed to see him?"
It almost felt comical that she was the only one forbidden from seeing her own husband. All the while, she saw and heard seemingly everyone else come and go through Zoran's current room like nothing was even wrong. Sure, Lord Fritz told her that Zoran was still undergoing some kind of new vampire training to allow him to control himself around her, but couldn't she still at least get a glimpse of what was happening behind the doors? She at least deserved that much as the man's wife.
