I know what a horrible thing it is, to be attacked so, dear. Centuries later, I remember just where I was, what I was doing, when I was taken. It is possibly worse than murder, because while you were violated, and your blood, the essence of your life was taken, you get to live, and remember it.
I offer you this, for whatever consolation it may be- you are alive. The monster that harmed you so is dead, and there are no others here that would do such a thing. But, for what it is worth, if you ever feel in danger that way again, or in any way again, all you have to do is call for me, and I will do whatever I can. You are connected to one of my family, and that makes you family.
If you need something to help you sleep, I could ask the witch to make you a potion. It would allow you a safe, dreamless rest. I resorted to it, a few nights after arriving here.