Asteria D'Angelo
By lunchtime, we got a call; it was Sergei's driver picking us up. I answered the call, and minutes later, we were heading down to the lobby.
"Your majesties," The older-looking vampire greeted us. And by older looking, I mean ancient. Vampires age at a very slow pace; they can live thousands of years and look in their prime. Well, this one certainly has seen better days.
He opened the door, and Zane gave him a slight nod.
"Your Majesty, you are a Lycan princess... King Sergei asked me to drive you around during your stay, and maybe you could accept vampire guards to protect you," he said, and I smiled.
"I appreciate the offer, and I will discuss it with the king during lunch," I said, and he nodded.
Zane laced his fingers with mine, and we remained silent for
