Sixty-six

Eira’s POV

What is he doing here? I asked myself, shocked at his presence.

He must have noticed my appearance because he looked up at him and flashed his evil half-smirk.

“Are you going to stand there all day?”

I instantly blinked at his remark and dragged myself to where he was seated with Selene.

“Is that you, Eira? Come closer and hold my hands,” Selene asserted happily and I looked at her with a smile.

“It’s me, I’m here,” I rushed to hold her outstretched hands.

Because of the Vampire King's unexpected presence, I couldn’t help but feel nervous and slightly uncomfortable, but I still try to put on a smile even though Selene can’t see it.

“You’ve been busy, right? My brother has been here waiting for you, ” Selene let out and I threw a glance at the Vampire King.

He is here for me?

He didn't even look like someone that had been waiting. He looked so relaxed in his element. His raven Royal robe which had some chilly character added to it, summing up his magnificent aura.

And even