Coton stared blankly at his reflection. It had been days since he was attacked, but the vampire's bite on his neck hadn't healed yet. He groaned when he thought he could get a scar.
"I can't believe this. I have no idea she's a blood demon. No wonder she's so arrogant," he mumbled, applying his fairy tears to the small holes Calista gave him. "I don't want to see her ever again," he sobbed, reminiscing the horror he had to experience when she held him and drank his blood.
He was busy treating his wound when a sudden knock on his door interrupted him.
"Coton, are you in there?" It was Donovan.
"Yeah? What do you want?" Coton replied, carefully pouring a teardrop into his punctured neck.
"The duke is looking for you. He's waiting in his office. You need to hurry," the butler informed. "The lady has finally woken up, and she's with the duke right now. I know you don't want to see her, but you can't ignore the duke's word," Donovan added.
