As one might imagine, Piers was the impulsive of the two, and Gilbert was the one left to get his brother out of trouble. Were you to actually talk to them, it became much easier to distinguish them. Piers was charming and effervescent. Gilbert, like his clothing, was quiet and understated, but not a man to be underestimated.
Well, no vampire should really be underestimated, but these two were particularly clever when they were focused enough.
They waltzed over, and I inclined my head. “Piers. Gilbert. Good to see you,” I murmured, allowing my sense of amusement to play over my face. “It’s been a while.”
“Eh, what’s three decades between friends?” Piers chuckled, smiling brightly as he reached out to grasp my hand and clasp the other over my shoulder. “Where have you been? Hibernating i
