Rosette had been taking care of the King for hours, guilt making her stomach ache. A vampire had almost killed Cardinal, and she wasn't there for him.

She heard the door creak, and a quiet voice. “Rosette, it's late. He'll be up in the morning..” Even as the words registered, she didn't move.

Fingers curled around hers, helping her stand and guiding her out of the room. “I should've been there..” Rosette whispered.