<span style="font-style: italic">"Kovliski,"</span>Rayna slowly came out of her blood born illusion. A laugh escaped her lips. These lovely dear people came to her? Why? She was absolutely starving, and hardly cared for the manor of their tone. "<span style="font-style: italic">we have a situation. Assist your brothers and sisters, and youâ€™ll have earned your freedom. Refuse, and this is your execution squad."</span><br/><br/>"Execution." The words whispered from her soft mouth. She cocked her head as she made her way to the spot in which they were speaking to her from. "You expect me to fear execution?" She traced her hand across her forehead as if mocking the coven. Taking the other hand and fakely slicing across her neckline. " Should I care to help you for freedom? What would freedom do for poor Rayna? I am starving letting me out of this cage can only do more harm . like a bird willed to rot because of its way of life." She allowed a small smile to cross her lips. The fools wanted herâ€¦.what could she do? She smiledâ€¦play with them allâ€¦thatâ€™s what she could.<br/><br/>She twisted her body the dusty renaissance dress twirled from her skinny body. Food was a luxury that she did not get because the coven feared what she could do. Oh illusions were fun but mind games were far funner. " So if I do as you say like your little pet I will be gifted freedomâ€¦.But would that freedom just earn me death." A wild giggle escaped her lips. "I will follow you but only as justly as the next wild dog. I will do what I can but there is no guarantee that I will not turn on you. With this in mind are you willing to free me? " She spun back to face them her eyes narrowed a frown set on her face. Her eyes were a starch coal because of how hungry she was. They were coal because once a vampire reached the real mark of starvation their eyes change to a deep set coal color. Her hand touched the wall gently. A wild feeling grew in heart. Not of desperation but of hunger.