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“Right this minute, Sire,” Bella said.
Once I was given all my human sources of survival: water, snacks, and alcohol, I settled with my magazine and began reading. Gabriel took the opportunity and began his business meeting. Of course, I couldn’t resist not eavesdropping on whatever they were saying.
“The London office client is unsure of the painting’s authenticity,” said the blonde woman.
“Did you give them a sample of the paint?” Gabriel asked.
“Yes, Sire.”
“Did you send them the authentication papers?” Gabriel asked.
“Indeed, Sire.”
“Then what else do I need to do to convince them the Rembrandt is real? Send them on a trip in time? If they refuse to buy it, plenty of others will. Give them another day, then cut ties with them completely,” Gabriel said.
“Yes, Sire,” the blonde woman said as her companion scribbled something in her notes.
“Anything else?” Gabriel asked.
“The empress has returned sooner than expected,” said the male staffer.
The air in the cabin suddenly became glacial. Who was this empress? And from where did she return?
“All matters concerning the empress are to be discussed only at the castle,” Gabriel said somberly.
“Excuse us, Sire, but she has requested a meeting with Your Majesty,” said the blonde woman.
“What did you not understand from what I said previously? All necessary information she can gather from Smaranda. From now on, I will be unable to meet or answer questions. Milady and I will be busy with our wedding,” Gabriel said.
“With what?” I asked, and without notice, I gave myself a paper cut. A bead of blood began oozing out of it. At first, I was mostly concerned with how to avoid staining everything with my blood, but when I raised my head, Gabriel’s staffers held their hands to their noses. They began slowly transforming from normal-looking humans to vampires with silver eyes, rough skin, and long pointy claws. Gabriel was the only one still keeping his cool. He took my finger and placed it into my mouth. This single action relaxed the sudden tense mood.
“Please excuse us,” said Gabriel. “We have a situation on our hands, and since we’re in the air, I believe we should keep our cool till we land.” He helped me stand and led me to another room.
When we passed the door, I realized the dark room was a bedroom.
“Why do you need a bedroom here?” I asked.
“Even if I don’t need to sleep, all my staffers do. Plus, the Twice Diluted cannot stay in the sun. Why? Did your train of thought lead you to a different conclusion?” He asked. But then he stopped in his tracks and inhaled deeply.
“What’s wrong?” I asked, but then I looked at my hand and saw blood trickling down my finger. “It is that bad?”
“No, it is that good,” he said as he wrapped a tissue around my finger.
“Good? In what way?” I asked.
“It’s more potent than regular blood. We are barely able to control ourselves,” Gabriel said.
“Has this ever happened before?”
“No. But I assume it is because of your time-traveling. It added something to your blood.”
“Should I be concerned?”
“Never. I’ve instructed my staff to kill themselves rather than hurt you.”
“And you would never hurt me, right?”
“Over my dead body,” Gabriel said.
