Evelyn looked over as Kaley groaned and slid down a wall. [b]”Really…”[/b] Evelyn whispered, sighing softly and in distaste. If the girl had never been starving from a month of refusing to drink from a human, wearing a corset daily, and living with other vampires amongst the same time- she knew not pain. 

Her owl like eyes took in Christof as he entered, nodding in return as a greeting. She continued to remain standing, as she thought it improper for a lady to have to pull out her own chair to sit. She was too proud to do so herself. So she stood stoically while continuing to watch the others with her lips sealed. Her attention did go towards William as he seemed to start having a fit or something. His eyes met hers and she could see hunger pains in them. Ah, to be a newborn once more. She did feel some pity for them. It was not an easy existence to endure. That of a vampiric nature. 

[b]”You may call me Evelyn. Or Miss de Winter,”[/b] she started sternly, eyebrows knitting together at being addressed by her last name only. [b]”We, all of us including you three, are vampires. That is why you are hungry. You need to eat. Unfortunately, newborns are notorious for needing an outstanding amount of nourishment,”[/b] she mumbled, lip twitching slightly. Her gaze momentarily drifted to Viorica before going back to William’s. 

[b]”This is our castle, for those descended from Dracula’s lineage. As for ‘what is going on here’… I’m not sure what answer you are expecting,”[/b] she said quietly, expression smoothed once more like the lines of her dress.