Chapter 17 - Lockdown
The group walked down through the halls of the Vampire Guild, Elijah ignoring all the stares he was getting. Some people dropped what they were carrying, some did the vampire equivalent of fainting and some just stopped and looked. Jon did his best to not hiss at them, feeling remarkably defensive after just witnessing his new love die and come back so quickly. Even Maleva had a look of worry on her face, not certain about what was going on and what Elijah's mindset was. He'd refused to say anything to any of them before he finally approached the throne, and now he stood before Vlad and his half-circle of guards. Untouched, as always.
“Well well well, to whom do I owe this honor?” Vlad asked, smiling lightly to the group.
“We need to speak immediately, Vlad. In private,” Elijah said.
“I have other things to tend to, angel,” he said, almost spitting out the title.
“So did I. Or did you forget who I am?” Maleva