I followed the vampire down the stairs of the Palace, dressed in the same sheer gown, and covered in his white slimy discharge.
Gods.
I felt disgraced, coated with something that will make any who sees me, know what we have been up to up there.
If only I did as was instructed earlier, nothing of this sort would have happened.
“Be swift.” The sharp voice of the vampire, caused me to hasten down the stairs at a a brisk pace.
He was five steps ahead of me initially, but I covered it, so he was only two steps away.
I had my head bowed as he ordered me to do.
There were many things he asked me to do, which I was slowly reciting.
At the end of the stairs, the vampire started heading for a door I've not seen before.
It was as if all the time I tried to escape him, my eyes didn't take stock of the surrounding things.
