Chapter 119. First Dance: pt. 3

“Maybe the King had his reasons to be lenient with the Vampire Council.” Vladimir mumbled as he stared at the Council members who were watching their every move like starved vultures. The faint scent of burning candles mingled with the cold, metallic tang of the castle’s ancient stone, making the air feel thick and heavy.

“Or maybe he really is a weak dick.”

Vladimir gritted his teeth at the insult. A low hum of murmured gossip floated from the shadowed corners, echoing off the high vaulted ceilings.

Over his long lifetime, Vladimir’s skin had gotten thick. Insults and jabs rarely got any reaction out of him yet the way this female was calling him names he was getting pretty offended yet not to a point to throttle her.

“Maybe you are just ignorant for judging a King on a few baseless rumors.” Vladimir snapped.

“Baseless rumors?” Esmeray let out a very unladylike snort before she continued. “Do you know this castle is a marvelous piece of architecture? I