Blood was the only smell he could perceive and it was probably because it was coming from Seraphina who lay with her head resting on Vnox’s chest.

Her body was trembling and her breaths were turning shallower by the minute.

Charles knelt down beside them, and touched his daughter's bruised cheek.

“We need to get her to a hospital,” he said quietly. “She’s barely holding on.”

Vnox nodded but his arms around her held her tighter.

“Stay with me, Dolcezza. Just a little ...