FP had to hand it to Chelsea. The fact that his deadly bodyguard was looming over her didn't seem to phase her one bit.
He lets her put gauze and bandage over the place she drew the blood from and he watches in amazement and perhaps a little horror at her drawing her own blood. "You sure you should be doing that on your own?"
He didn't know what he was going to do for those hours they waited for the results to come back. He was anxious to have confirmation but even in the absence of that confirmation, there was something deep down in his gut that already told him she was telling the truth.
"So what's your plan now? I can't imagine you'd be welcomed back to your Chapter if you chose to go back." He still wasn't quite convinced she wasn't after his title.