Ember was restless at the thought that the Devil was going to remove the hellfire from Seren but was going to give it to Isis. He didn't even free her from the chains. Morpheus could sense her strong, restless, and angry emotions.
He held her closer and made her look at him. "You have to keep calm."
Her eyes turned teary as she looked at him. "It feels like he is going to give away my soul. I can't bear this feeling. And… I feel helpless in front of him."
Morpheus could understand it. Drayvor felt so powerful that anyone would feel dominated by his aura and helpless to fight him. And they were just supernaturals from the mortal world.
He cupped her face in his palms and wiped her tears with his thumbs. "He is on Evanthe's side. We can trust him to do nothing wrong. Evanthe won't let anything hurt you. You have to be patient."
