A total numbness had taken over Lily’s body. She listened to her father speak for a long time, staying quiet all the while.
He spoke of her mother. How beautiful she was, how funny she was. How he never forgave himself for what he did and how he never would.
"It was pure instinct," he explained. "Once I realized what had happened I screamed. Carried her body here to the prince and asked them to bury her away from this hell. Anywhere outside of the city walls, I’d said. They arrested me that day."
Lily couldn’t believe it. That meant that he’d existed within this dank, cold cell for ten years. She supposed it wasn’t unusual for a vampire to last without blood, but it was very likely that he was being fed in small doses. Just enough to keep him alive. To keep him suffering.