"Your Highness, it's time for you to retire," Zerah gently reminded Izaak.
"Summon Melody. I need to speak with her," Izaak instructed, tying the knots on his robe. Zerah bowed respectfully and left the chamber to fetch Melody.
Izaak slumped into the recliner, his mind racing with the earlier incident thoughts as he waited patiently for her arrival.
"Your Highness, Miss Melody is here," Zerah informed him.
"Leave," Izaak ordered Zerah, who promptly obeyed without question.
Melody, filled with apprehension, wondered if she would have to give blood to Izaak. Had she made a mistake by accepting his offer? The earlier events had truly terrified her, but she knew she had to remain strong-hearted and composed, ensuring no one could see through her facade.
