The next day was tumultuous, to say the least, Asher and Lucas were waiting patiently for the king to arrive at the meeting place, a hidden island owned by the vampires off of New York City. It looked like just a small blip of land, barely enough for one person to stand, but that blip was the entrance to their capital.
They glanced around the entryway, a quaint feel to it. Done in simple floral wallpaper like one would see in a drawing-room, it had small sitting areas aesthetically placed throughout, keeping a good amount of space off of the entryway carpet. The art of the people through the ages was decorating each sitting area, and living trees planted in large pots kept the air fresh.
The floors were an old off-white tile, with a faded pattern in them, but they were kept to a pristi
