Inside the Blood Hall…
"Where is my hubby?" A sweet voice rang out as Aurora hopped and skipped, searching all the chambers and hidden corners of the Blood Hall. "Is my love playing hide and seek with me again? Hubby… I thought we were past all of that…"
"Hubbyyyy…" she sang, dragging out the last syllable like a spoiled princess who fully expected the universe to rearrange itself for her whims. She peeked under a long table stacked with blood-crystal documents, then checked a shadowed alcove where lesser vampires scattered out of her way like terrified mice. "Hmm? Not here either?"
A sharp pout formed on her lips, almost adorable, if one ignored the faint scent of carnage that clung to her clothes like perfume.
"I slaved away for hours," she huffed dramatically, tossing her hair with offended pride.
