SEBASTIAN
Luna crossed her arms and glared at me. Somehow, her small stature made her expression all the more captivating. She was trying to be fierce, but it wasn’t working. At least, not in the way she wanted.
If anything, the way she pursed her lips and her eyes flashed with warning made me want to bundle her up in my arms and press my mouth against hers. I was fairly certain she would bite me, but for obvious reasons, I wasn’t fully against that.
“Well?” Luna demanded, tapping her foot on the ground.
I was right. Impatience was definitely an attractive look on her. As soon as the thought went through my mind, I raised a brow. When had my opinions about this human changed?
Sometime over the past week, I had grown to… enjoy her presence. Her questions. Even her attitude. Seeing her talk back to Mother had been simultaneously horrifying and oddly thrilling.
“Sebastian,” Luna snapped, waving her hand in front of my face. “It’s been a full minute and you still haven’t said a word.”
I was still trying to figure out a way to properly explain being Tethered to this human who was, as I had discovered earlier, rather outspoken. Luckily, a knock came at the door, saving me from having to start this conversation.
“Prince?” a high-pitched female voice said through the door. “It’s Drintha.”
Holding up a hand, I glanced at Luna.
She glared at me. “Seriously? Are there always people coming to your door, or is it just when we’re trying to have a conversation?”
“A bit of both, honestly.”
Another knock.
I raised a brow. “Just a moment while I get that.”
Luna huffed, but I turned and pulled open the door.
“Good evening, Your Highness.” Drintha fluttered her lashes, sweeping her hair over her shoulder, displaying her neck to me.
A red ribbon adorned her neck, signifying her willingness to supply blood to any vampires in need. Like many of the human servants in Castle Sanguis, she enjoyed the pleasure that came from a vampire’s bite.
“Evening.” Smiling blandly at the maid, I took the covered tray from her hands. With any luck, the contents would help soften the blow of the conversation I was about to have.
Drintha blinked, her cheeks reddening as she sucked her bottom lip through her teeth. “Do you need anything else from me?”
“No, thank you.” Shaking my head, I kicked the door closed with my foot as Drintha started to say something else.
I sighed. Although I had never indulged in any of the willing servants, they did not stop throwing themselves at me. Providing for the Prince of Darkness was a bragging right they all seemed to want.
Now that I was Bound, there was only one Source that would satisfy my cravings. One Source that would make the hunger pangs go away. One Source that, if recent events were any proof, would never let me drink from her.
Dammit.
I would never be full again.
With that depressing thought spinning in my mind, I turned around. Luna stood less than a foot away from me, having crept up into my personal space twice in the span of a few minutes. Her hands were on her hips and her brown eyes blazed as she peered around me.
“Who was that?” she asked.
“Just a servant.”
Luna hummed, nodding as her eyes dropped to the tray. “Is that for me?”
I nodded. “I thought you might be hungry.”
I knew she was, after the way her stomach had growled in front of Mother.