Mithias knew right away something was terribly wrong. The look on Evelyn's face was enough. His mind instantly raced to put the pieces together, but every possible scenario he came up with in the span of seconds to explain what Evenlyn was saying seemed highly implausible. "What then...?" He looked at Evelyn with the face of one displeased at being caught off guard. Of course he was concerned. 

Seeing his child reluctant to continue, Mithias directed himself to Viorica's room to investigate. Stopping within he watched the wind blow the sheer curtain into the room through the still open window. Two things were for certain: someone else had been here, and Viorica left bleeding. Without touching anything, Mithias walked to the window to scan for any signs of where she had gone... or been taken. This could have been the work of the mysterious vamp Viorica had mentioned, or... Mithias would have been wholly impressed if vampire hunters had pulled this off.