Perfect. I think, trying to keep my face neutral, not too eager as I nod slowly at him. Absolutely perfect. Not only would I be able to try and get more information out of the Prince on the potential whereabouts of the flame, but also a whole room full of vampires- who will likely be drunk and might let slip any other useful titbits of information about Sezeria. It is the perfect opportunity.
"When is it?" I ask, still straining to hide the glimmer behind my eyes as newfound hope rushes into my system. His eyes sparkle as he clucks his tongue teasingly.
"Come with me, and I will tell you," he drawls, leaning back lazily against the wall, pressing one heel up against it and eyeing me, as though weighing up whether I will or not. A bargain, of course he is bargaining.
