Eira felt something heavy over her body as she lay on a soft surface. Her eyes were closed, and faint voices echoed in the distance.
She was asleep.
But how?
Why?
She's supposed to be heading to Vlad's palace to beg to see Celina. Yet... She was asleep?
She remembered flying towards Vlad's palace and...
Her eyes fluttered open, locking onto an unfamiliar ceiling. She sat up abruptly and glanced around, spotting Vlad seated nearby. A young vampire stood beside him, holding a tray of tea. Its fragrance was what had stirred her awake.
"How did I get here?" She asked, lifting the five duvets that covered her and swinging her legs off the bed. The purpose of the many duvet is to cover the scent of her blood.
"You tried to infiltrate my palace," Vlad said, his legs crossed, sitting elegantly at a short distance away.
"Infiltrate? I only wanted to visit!" She snapped.
