9
“A vampire?” I hissed as Xander set me down on the bed in the captain’s quarters. A mess of fluffy pillows lay under me, but they didn’t provide me comfort as I frowned at my dragon lord. “He wants a vampire to look at me? What’s he going to do, bleed me?”
“Nimeni has been on this earth far longer than any of us,” he assured me as he took a seat on the side of the bed. “If there is anyone who might find a cause to your pain then he would be that man.”
“Vampire,” I reminded him.
The cabin door opened and in stepped Nimeni, fresh from being relieved of the wheel by the homicidal captain. He shut the door behind himself and bowed to us. “I hope I am not intruding.”
“Yes.”
“No.”
Nimeni arched an eyebrow. “Should I return at a later time?”
“Yes.”
“No.”
I glared at Xander. “I
