The witch looked at him weakly her eyes dulled over slightly, she coughed harshly and shuddered "hey if I live through this.....I blame you" she mutters in pain. She shut her eyes tightly to ignore the pain in her wound that felt like it was on fire. She ignored it and opens her eyes once more "you've been an amazing friend, always there no matter what stuff I screw up with...." She looked at him slightly but then at the window.

The count hears them and turned his head hearing a call for him and dashed over looking at then "what is wrong?" Asked slowly looking at the guard and the daughter he had adopted.