I know I should have been much more focused on what was happening around me as I was led out of my chambers by a pair of vampires, once Batsheva had enjoyed her little recess, and toward the throne room instead of thinking about Sebastian.

But oh, my, my, my. Those lips. That magic. My body still tingled.

So much for Quaid.

Who said that? I turned my head a little as we passed the entry to the main room only to catch sight of a black-robed figure behind a statue. ...