Ezra sat there, trying to wrap his head around the fact that he was now a prince.
His mind worked through what this meant and he paused. He didn't even know what it meant to be a vampire prince! Was he expected to battle the council or something? He hoped not.
If there was anything he'd learnt about vampire society, it was the fact that anybody chosen to lead had to be one of the strongest vampires.
If there was anything he had learned from being a vampire, it was that strength was the only absolute.
Prince Ezra. It sounded like something out of those TV shows. "What does it mean?" He asked and Olivia turned to look at him. "I'm now a prince. What does being a prince mean?"
"Nothing." Olivia turned to the road. "Like I said before, nobility is not an officially recognized social class in vampire society. However, a lot of people want it to be."
"So, it's just a pretty title?"
