The deep voice startled her and Lilith scrambled to her feet, back to the window and facing her uncle. Uncle Bill. She cast an anxious look toward the guards, reminding herself that the Moody had told her that they'd protect her as well...
If anyone had reason to try and hurt her, it was Uncle Bill, and although he didn't look angry or threatening, she felt tense. On edge. The windowsill pressed against the small of her back and she forced a half-step forward, but her hands stayed protectively over her baby.
"Hello," she said softly, wincing inwardly at the tremble in her voice. She took a breath, then tried again. "Hello, Uncle Bill..."