Chapter Eleven
Despite setting off in time, it's clear the party is in full swing when I arrive. I walk in more confidently than last time, knowing what to do, even if everything is a little hazier thanks to the lack of blood. I hate how much it's affecting me, but there's no avoiding it at all.
The other vampires don't seem to have the same problems as I do. Each of them has flushed cheeks and a healthy glow around them that I no longer possess.
Jealousy wells up within me. I already suspected the people at the top have more than the rest of us do right now, but it's another thing to actually be able to see it.
Laughter fills the air, along with the music from the band. At least they look about as sick as I do from lack of blood. The elites' supplies don't seem to extend to the servan
