Third Person's POV
Her brows furrowed in concern, and her gaze fell on the second bite mark on his jugular vein which she instantly guessed was most likely left by Virelle earlier.
Her expression darkened as she recalled the sound transmission she had eavesdropped on in the clearing a while before.
"Hmm, what is this?" she muttered and cleverly feigned innocence in her voice but also laced with a subtle edge.
"A second bite mark? And why are you so weak, little Ethan? I didn't even suck that much, and yet you are already falling over."
Ethan's mind raced as he tried to come up with an explanation.
He remembered her earlier emphasis on the word "lady" and decided to play along as he pretended to be weaker than he actually was.
"May… maybe it's because I haven't eaten anything in over a week," he said in a low and strained voice.
"That must be why I am feeling so weak."