"Your Grace, the vampire duke, Duke Carson," Number Ten uttered through gritted teeth, his words laced with tension. "Please refrain from addressing Her Majesty the vampire queen as Vera the next time in the presence of His Majesty, all right?"
"Or you might as well pull everyone into the gutter with you." Number Ten silently lamented in his heart.
After speaking his piece, Number Ten also left the place, leaving Micah all alone.
Micah: Why is it so difficult to have a normal conversation with people these days?
"All I wanted was to care for Vera," Micah uttered, his hand instinctively reaching up to touch his nose as his brows furrowed in frustration. "Is it deemed wrong to do so?"
Micah had come to Venera's rescue after Caius had put her life at risk. Now, he is equivalent to being her savior, right?
Could it be that he was not even allowed to call Venera by her nickname, Vera?
…
That night, Venera fell into a dream—a long, long dream.
