As Mallory and Hadeon approached the entrance of the manor, a servant bowed respectfully. "Welcome to the Lair. May I assist you with your coats?"
"No need," Hadeon replied in a dismissive tone without a glance at the servant.
Mallory trailed behind, her brows furrowing in thought. The exterior of the manor was painted a pristine white, but the inside was enveloped in a deep shade of blue. Was it a subtle representation of how vampires were? What appeared nice on the outside was dark on the inside.
And wait a second, Mallory thought to herself with a frown as she stared at the walls they walked through. It was the same colour as the dress she wore! She wondered if Hadeon had deliberately designed it this way.
