Eve's POV
They were all standing when she walked in.
Not because anyone had told them to stand. Just....all of them on their feet, facing the door, having apparently been in that position for however long she'd been gone. Damian with his arms crossed. Damon with his hands in his pockets. Raphael near the window. Elena beside him. Seraphine at her desk, the only one who looked like she'd been sitting recently.
Eve closed the door behind her.
"Well?" Damon said.
"He offered me a deal," she said. "Renounce my claim publicly, Maya goes home unharmed, he guarantees our safety."
The room was quiet for a moment.
"And?" Damian said.
"I told him I'd think about it."
Damon looked at her. "You're not going to think about it."
"No," she said. "I'm not."
She crossed to the center of the room and looked at Seraphine. "Third level. East corridor. Room at the end. He said it has a window."
Seraphine went still.
