“Do not go into her mind right now, Sorin,” Beatrix said softly. “Her mind and body and soul are in great turmoil. You must not add to it.” “But I could help her through it,” Sorin argued, his eyes returning to the female in his bed. “No,” Beatrix answered, shaking her head. “You do not know what you will discover there. It would be a great breach of trust. She has not yet accepted the bond. And with her magic? I do not know if you would come back. She could unknowingly trap you there.”
