Chapter 34: Corpse

'Let's get you patched up.'

Once we arrive at the mansion, Winston and I go to the infirmary. It's small, but the Duke insisted on having one. I suppose it's convenient when you house freshly-turned vampires that don't know how to use their strength. You can't just send people with suspicious bite wounds to the nearest hospital.

I take off my shirt so the nurse can look at my ribs. He tells me that I probably broke them when I fell, but that the bone is almost completely healed now. They're still covered in blue and purple bruises, but in a couple of hours, those will disappear, too: perks of being a vampire. Although, I'll still be sore for a while.

Winston gets put on a stretcher while they clean up the dried-up blood on her face. The medics can't do anything right now, but they tell me she'll be fine, which is usually the verdict with vampires. The rule of thumb is: if you don't die in battle, you won't die at all.

Unless you get decapitated in the ambulance.