"I am done talking to you." Silas murmured as he walked away from the vampire, his heart racing as his cheeks flashed slightly.
Now that he knew what Ebenezer Ashford wanted from him, he was more determined to keep the vampire at arms length.
He just hoped he was strong enough to resist the temptation.
Silas found another corner, crouching on the floor and rubbing his hands together in an attempt to stay warm.
With the faint magic he still had in him, Silas eventually managed to cast a spell that could help to keep him a little warm as he passed out, slowly losing consciousness from overexerting himself.
After a while, Ebenezer walked over to the wizard that lay unmoving on the floor, slowly carrying him and laying him on a makeshift bed of straw.
"Why are you trying so hard to resist my advances?" Ebenezer mused as he sat beside the wizard, his sharp blue eyes noticing Silas' flawless looks.
