Damian had a grin on his face as he watched Horace bow his head.
It was truly a pathetic sight for a so-called Duke.
He was tempted to do a bit more to please the women that would warm his bed tonight but found himself unable to as a familiar voice reverberated through the air.
[Come to me… now]
Damian had a slight frown on his face as he noticed that the others had heard it as well.
"What was that!?" Horace seemed shocked at the sudden voice as he raised his head, his vigilance at a peak.
Damian clicked his tongue as he broke free of the embrace of the female Vampires. "I have to head somewhere."
"My lord, that voice…" Horace was left confused and unsure of what to make of the current situation.
Damian nodded. "It's my benefactor. He must be here to check on me."
"Your benefactor?" Horace remained unconvinced.
Damian waved his hand in annoyance. "Just leave it be. I'll be back so… enjoy yourself for now."
