Raegar and Drusilla played with each other until the duo fell asleep thanks to being all worked up. By the time Dominique, Zahara, Selene and Alice appeared at his door. The Vampress banged on it.
''Raegar Blackwood! Get up you lazy shit, there's celebrations going on and you can't miss it!'' she exclaimed.
He jumped out if bed, confused and drowsy as Drusilla leaned up. ''What's going on Rae?''
''There's a party going on,'' he revealed.
Raegar approached the door and hesitated for a moment, his hand hovering over the tarnished doorknob. The sound of his feet hitting the stone floor echoed through the room, and a cool draft brushed against his exposed torso.
''I need to get dressed,'' he muttered, letting out a yawn.
With a steadying breath, he turned the knob and swung the door open, the hinges groaning softly in protest. Standing before him in the flickering glow of the hallway's Aether lamps were four young women, their silhouettes framed against the shadows.
