"I can try to heal him, Sharon did it so maybe I..." John didn't let her finish her sentence that he gestured no with his hand as he shook his head vigorously, "no way!"

"You truly are a banshee then." The vampire said widening her eyes and covering her mouth.

The Royal couple ignored her and stared at each other for few seconds, Roselyn was pleading with him with her gaze to let her try but John was looking at her preoccupied with all the consequences.

Lord Victor's face became even paler and under him emerged a puddle of blood, they didn't have much time left to decide...

"Please," Roselyn whispered before turning around to face Lord Victor, she already healed John before when Ethan poisoned him which shouldn't be much different, Roselyn mentally repeated to herself to try to encourage herself.

She smiled at Victor and still holding his hand he placed her second hand over his hand, she closed her eyes and tried to heal him. Focusing on the particles of nature, over the plants and the sunray, she was asking them to help her to heal Lord Victor, few seconds later goosebumps appeared over her skin. The sunrays running through her skin provoked a pleasuring sensation of heat but that soon gave space to the pain she absorbed in.

She bore the excruciating pain he was feeling squeezing her eyes and clenching his teeth and just after few minutes when the pain became way too unbearable for Roselyn she finally reopened her eyes.

Lord Victor's face wasn't pale anymore and from dried purple lips they became peachy and smooth, he was feeling better and his blood stopped to came out. Victor smiled to Roselyn, "thank you." his tone of voice was raised because now he was strong enough to speak.

"Are you feeling alright?" John asked as he stroke Roselyn's hair behind her head and watched her skin slightly paler than usual, but she nodded. She could still feel in pain and her hands were both shaking and tingling but that was just one of the cons of having strong powers. That was what she usually told herself to push her to bear the pain and survive all the terrible visions she almost daily experienced.

Lord Victor's wound began to slowly heal itself and he smiled widely acknowledging that Roselyn had saved him, "thank you, thank you." He kept whispering to the lady who returned his smile.

After ten minutes John helped Roselyn to stand up and carried her to begin their path through his residence. When they reached the destroyed residence where once lived John they found all the creatures of Kratez gathered around it, probably giving up to the idea their freedom would end to give space to John's democracy over the land.

He walked toward them and the vampire woman reached Roselyn and placed a hand over her hips to carry her since she was still weak for the effort, Roselyn unconsciously frowned her forehead as that gesture surprised her. 'there must be an ulterior motive if she would ...' Roselyn couldn't even finish processing her thoughts that the vampire whispered, "a banshee, huh? I'm surprised." She started, just from the tone of her voice, Roselyn could imagine she was right to think her gesture wasn't genuine at all.

"Now I see what bewitched John so much, there's something behind the pretty perfect surface." She said spiteful enough that even if Roselyn felt energyless she still would want to slap her. Did she hear it right? She said that the reason why John loved her was just that she was pretty and strong? She really couldn't accept the fact that John was able to love someone who wasn't her.

"I wonder if you're that strong and able to bear the pain in bed too." She continued before covering her mouth with her hand and pretending she didn't say that on purpose.

Roselyn swallowed down, what was that supposed to say? Her puzzled facial expression curved the vampire's lips, as she understood Roselyn didn't know what she was implying.

"Oh..." she murmured, "well maybe that's not my business..." she said and her intent was probably to irritate Roselyn and make her feel she was not good enough at the bed. Roselyn now felt curious to hear what the girl meant and what practice John did in bed with her, even though just the thought of hearing her talk about having an intimate life with her husband was making the blood in her veins boil from both anger and jealousy.

"What did he do in bed, with you?" Roselyn murmured trying to sound less angry than she was. The woman giggled and a smirk of pleasure appeared on her face, she placed her hand over her chest and sighed, "it was the best days of my life … every time we did it was amazing."

Roselyn faked a smiled and clenched her fists trying to repress the imminent urge to punch her. After gathering all the calm and patient in her body she changed her approach and went to ask a more direct question. "What practice are you talking about?"

"Oh, well..." The woman hesitated even if from her facial expression it was clear that she couldn't wait to show off how much great their sexual life was but she wanted to keep Roselyn in suspense and only God knew how much she was doing it right.

"I think it's obvious he's not a soft boy." She started and Roselyn nodded, she talked like she knew him very well which annoyed Roselyn even more.

"But in bed there are..." she smirked once again as she licked her lips staring at John from afar, Roselyn had to force every inch of her body to remain calm.

"There are things that he likes very much and that spice up a bit the atmosphere." She finished her sentence staring at Roselyn's husband like if he was the most handsome boy she had ever seen.

Roselyn bit the inner side of her cheeks when she felt her last bit of patience being hit to hear how she would continue to dance around it without explaining what she truly meant.. Out of patience Roselyn slightly raised her voice, "what kind of things? Please! Provide me with some examples."