Chapter 22. 'It's just another rule for us to break.'
<< The Night King - Ramin Djawadi >>
When the tall, unassuming vampire took a seat at the head of the table, Yri and the muscular blonde, sat either side of him after waiting for him to take his place. The vampires in attendance glanced at each other in confusion. It was clear from their expressions that they believed him to be of little importance and perhaps not even a part of the Elites themselves.
He smiled politely around the room, his gaze lingering for just a moment longer on the relaxed and casually dressed male with the beautiful, angelic face and cold blue eyes.
Mikael grinned back, his long legs crossed at the ankles casually.
The others jolted in their seats when he clapped his hands together lightly, the flames of the candles in front of them flickering in the still air. And then he spoke in a calm and pleasant voice:
