I moved silently behind Bert who was leading to the rooms of the king. Rooms of the king; I was going to eat with him in his chambers and nothing could scare more at the mont.
To be in such close proximity with the man whose mark laid on my neck, I shook my head, hurriedly shaking myself out of it. The mark ached slightly. Ache or ich, whatever it was, i could not tell but it only seed to happen when he was close and I could not help but take notice of it now.
"Here," Bert stopped shortly in front of the door before he opened it for and stepped to the side, "My lady."
Gulping, I moved inside and felt the whoosh of air as the door closed. I gulped again but did not move. Being inside his room acknowledged the fact that I was closer to him.
Close enough to have him sink his teeth in again.
"My lady," Nokul appeared in front of , "Please, allow to show you the way." He raised his hand and pointed inside where he had co from.
Once again, he was looking at my feet. The farthest his eyes went were to my knees. He sure was a follower of the traditions because not even one ti had I ever caught him looking above my feet.
"Sure," I replied and I watched as he nodded and started to slowly turn to walk away. I followed him and monts later, I was inside the quarters of the king.
They were well constructed, gorgeous with the luxury was unmatched.
He led to a large sitting room and in the adjoining room of which was the dining table that was filled with human dishes. Perhaps Tristan was going to hide his feeding again or maybe eat after I did.
Nokul bowed and left the room once he had made enter the dining room. His job was done.
Sohow but what happened recently and in the morning made think of soone lying on the dining table as a al.
What if soone had been tied up here and kept just so the vampires could feed from them?
I felt him before I could hear or see him coming. The prickle on my spine and the sensation that was over my body told that he was near.
"Calm," he said from behind and my body did not even jump in surprise at finding him behind . It was as if my body had grown accustod to him.
"Calm down Genevieve," he said and I let a sigh escape .
His words washed away any feelings of tension inside and I was left with nothing but numb sensation inside. I could feel any said I wanted but just not the tension I was thinking of before.
"What are you thinking of so hard?" His whispered words made shake my head but no words escaped my mouth. "I could hear your heart beating so quickly by the end of the hall."
By the end of the hall?
I narrowed my eyes at the table before I turned to him with suspicious eyes, "I thought you would be here to receive . What are you doing at the end of the corridor?"
A gentle smile graced his face as he looked upon with soft eyes. "I am the king of two kinds of people, Genevieve. As a vampire I cannot sleep, so it aids in finishing my work quicker."
"Never? Sleep?"
He shook his head, "only the gravely injured do. They are in a dicated sleep."
I felt myself grow tense at his words. That was what I still had told about. The dication, dicine that would make them sleep.
"dication?" I repeated after him. "dication can put you to sleep as well just like it but with humans?" I had carefully frad my words into a question where I was innocently comparing them to humans.
Tristan was clever and Tristan was a king which ant that he knew much more than I did. Who knew behind that pretty face and beautiful smile what lied.
He chuckled and touched my shoulder gently guiding to the seat on his side as he answered, "the dicines that I am talking about are not found just anywhere, Genevieve."
He moved to the chair of the head and continued, "they are rare and are made by doctors like my uncle who specialize in the field."
But then what if the portion that Estelle gave was nothing but useless liquid? I could not afford to ss up and to make sure that everyone slept through the night by mixing the portion with sothing only for it to not work out would be very dangerous for if I ever found out.
"You think a lot, Genevieve and you are thinking again." He made his observation, making snap out of it and looked at him.
With a tilt of his head, he continued to observe, "what is it that you keep on thinking about?"
He could tell if I lied and saying the truth was not an option anymore.
"It’s just thinking, Tristan.." I gave a small shrug as if dismissing the matter. "There is no harm in thinking."
"Perhaps," his deep voice gave shivers and the constant stare on did not help.
"But I do not like it because steals you away from ."
An uncontrolled laugh escaped . "Steals away from you? My thinking only lasts for a mont or two."
"A mont or two, too long." He murmured as he held my eyes captured. "I don’t like that."
While staring into his eyes I realised sothing. Tristan had grown more brave in his advances recently.
He did not look away when I caught his stare nor did he find excuses to call in his presence. He ordered it.
"Co in," he said all of a sudden making frown.
I heard the sound of the doors opening and within monts to maids appeared. They carried fresh tea for us.
Just as one of them placed a cup in front of my eyes went to her neck.
Her bitten neck.
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