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“One of your servants?”
“I like to think of them more as companions.”
Interesting. So, he was a vampire who didn’t like the idea of enslaving others. He still hadn’t seemed to mind that I was basically a slave. Maybe he thought he had given me a choice. He hadn’t. Not really. Maybe I should have fought him harder. If he hadn’t choked me in the cemetery, I bet I would have fought him harder.
“In the meantime,” he said. “You can wear something of Elizabeth’s.”
“Your wife’s?” I whispered.
“Yes.”
“You won’t...she won’t...nobody minds?”
“She’s dead,” he said dryly. “I doubt her ghost is haunting us and worrying about someone wearing her clothes.”
“Okay,” I whispered. “Thank you.”
I went to the closet he had gestured at and pulled open the door. It was a huge walk-in closet with two full rows of clothing. Somehow, I felt bad about going through her things. It was a little weird that he hadn’t emptied her closet after a year, but maybe vampires took their time grieving. Then again, maybe this stuff was all just super expensive and he hadn’t wanted to get rid of it.
There were corset dresses and cocktail dresses and ballgowns and negligees. Anything I could possibly imagine was here. I didn’t want to take too long deciding, so I finally grabbed a floor-length blue gown without a back. Then I dropped my towel, slid the dress over my head, and walked to the mirror at the end of the closet.
The dress? Well, it was exquisite. It hugged my body in all of the best ways. Although I rarely thought of myself as sexy, it was hard not to in something like this. When I looked at myself, I thought I looked incredible. I thought, “Wow, I’m so fuckable.”
That was a weird thing to think.
“Lovely,” he said. I turned around to see Colin watching from the end of the closet.
“Thank you.”
“Let’s go,” he said. “You don’t need shoes.”
I glanced down at his feet to see that despite the suit, he was bare-footed.
“Why no shoes?”
“I come from a time where wearing shoes in the house was considered strange and unclean,” he told me. “Old habits die hard.”
I smiled at the comment. Then I let Colin lead me from the bedroom, back down the halls, and to the huge dining hall. There was a big table there with room enough for 25 guests. There were twelve chairs on each end of the table, as well as a chair at the head of the table. To my surprise, it wasn’t empty. There was a man seated there.
Colin also seemed surprised.
“That’s my seat, Norman,” he said, striding into the room.
“I’m a guest,” Norman said. “It seemed as though you might offer me the seat.”
“Unfortunately, that’s not the case tonight,” he said. “Move.”
Colin’s voice was deep and a little bossy. I wasn’t sure who Norman was, but I got the distinct impression that Colin wasn’t exactly a huge fan of this guy. Was this the brother he had ordered blood for?
Norman also seemed to know that he wasn’t wanted, and he reluctantly grabbed his wine goblet and moved to the seat next to Colin’s. I followed as Colin approached the head of the table. He sat down and gestured for me to take the seat on his other side. That meant Norman and I were on either side of Colin, but we were facing each other.
“Good evening,” Norman said. “Who are you?”
I opened my mouth to speak, but Colin spoke first.
“She’s an advisor,” he said.
“An advisor?”
