(Author's POV)
"Your majesty, is there anything we can do for you? Your wish is our command," Silvia spoke with grace and assurance.
"Yes, Sire. Tell us, what can we do for you?" Vinicio added. His voice sounded unlike himself, filled with utmost respect and seriousness.
The sound of Jacob's light chuckle filled the room's atmosphere, "Hahha~ … you all~ … are speaking like I am~ …. dyin ~g. Did you forg ~et … I have alr ~eady … died onc ~e, acc ~ord~ing to the hum ~an standa ~rds."
"Your majesty, we have no such intention. We want you to have a long and prosperous reign over all of the Vampires," Silvia's voice came out firm.
"Of course, my king. We 'ALL' want you to live a long and healthy life," Catherine jumped in as well. She wasn't going to let Silvia steal all the thunder and leap in advantage.
