"i wish...i wish i could beleive that." Cprtas spoke turning to her. He looked into her eyes trying to judge what was going on. Could i turst these peope? he thought to himself. Cortas wanted to not trust them, after all so far he'd known only cruelty and abandoment from his coven and his maker. his maker the one person in this world a vampire was meant to be able to truely trust. but what was he now?