Following the patrolling soldiers, he arrived at the courtyard garden of the inner residence of Jaffa City, where he was received by a sleepy-looking housekeeper.
"Please wait a moment, Lord. His Highness is preparing himself, and if the ladies are tired, they may go and rest. It's late at night, and His Highness cannot entertain so many people at once."
Losa glanced at the group. Furinjira was already yawning; this young girl's lifestyle was too healthy, quite unlike a vampire's.
"You all may rest now."
Late at night, alone among men and women...
Jeanne frowned and pointed a finger at her nose, indicating her sharp sense of smell. Losa immediately understood, smiling helplessly and nodding.
This one feared for her reputation here.
Chelina frowned and said, "My Lord, as your chief guard, should I stay by your side?"
