Silas only agreed to take Arabella with him to the dungeons after she'd gotten dinner.
Tugging at the thick cloak around her shoulders, the young woman pulled its edges closer around her neck to rebel against the unapologetic cold occupying the underground levels of the manor.
Neither of them exchanged a word all the way down, leaving it to the crackling of flames to fill the void.
The clacking of their feet against the solid stone beneath them also rose to mingle with that sound.
Unlike Remus, Katherine was kept in one of the first cells from the entrance of the dungeons.
The vampiress had ignored the comfortable chair provided to her and curled up in the very corner, face buried in her knees.
"Katherine!" Arabella ran ahead and clasped the bars separating them.
