Never had four people sitting in a room had brought up such a cold atmosphere before. Milena didn't dare say a word, as her father the Duke De Crescent stood very straight in his dark suit, arms crossed and sending daggers in the vampire Prince's way. She had rarely seen him be this imposing. She had to admire, Prince Rayan was doing an amazing job of staying composed. Many noble young men would have needed a second pair of pants by now... Milena could tell by the slight movement at the corner of his eye than he even was having a bit of fun.
With everything that had happened just the night before, it felt strange to hold a meeting over a nuptial agreement now, but here they were, sitting to face the King and one of his sons. King Silverius took a glass of wine, dismissing the tea despit
