A Witch's Trade

"Living in a castle has its perks." Amell whistled low before going through the variety of delicacies and tea placed on the table between them.

The three of them were sitting in the chamber used by the Vampire King for holding meetings or receiving visitors. It seemed like the servants were instructed to provide a standard service whenever there was a gathering in the room.

Esmeray did not know about other castles but living in the Vampire castle certainly has its perks.

"Did you come all the way here to check the Vampire Castle's hospitality?" Esmeray arched a questioning brow before taking the offered teacup from Amell's hand.

"We came to take you with us. There is a royal gathering on the Oak King's territory that's going to take place in less than four hours which we need to be present at." Amell disclosed before placing a cold water bottle against his abused nipples with a pained grimace.

"Oak King? Isn't he one of the Elders of the Sacred Land? I thought the Elders were kee