It was him.
The first time she saw him was on that cliff.
He was staring at the moon. She thought he would jump but clearly, he was just there to see the view.
She could clearly remember seeing the moonlight dance on his pale skin, casting a silvery sheen on his flawless complexion.
Eve lowered her gaze. For a few seconds, she thought the Prince stared at her, but she could have been wrong. She convinced herself that he just wanted to check the women, the humans that could be the vampire's next meal.
After the Prince made his grand entrance and took his seat, the other vampires followed suit, settling into their places with reverence.
However, the chatter never came back.
The silence that followed after the Prince's arrival was deafening.
"Lift your heads," a silky deep voice spoke. Eve, along with the rest of the women complied without batting their eyes.
She quickly realized that the one who spoke was the Prince.
She watched as the man got up and walked towards them.
