Strax raised an eyebrow, studying the predatory expression on Elizabeth's face. Her smile was both intriguing and dangerous, and he knew that refusing her would not only be rude but could also be seen as a sign of weakness — something he definitely didn't want to show, especially in front of a powerful figure like a vampire princess.
"Putting a price on my head for turning down an invitation… That sounds a bit extreme, don't you think?" Strax said with a sarcastic grin. "But I suppose it would be rude of me to refuse someone as... persuasive as you."
Elizabeth laughed, a low and melodious sound that seemed to echo through the market. "Excellent choice. Follow me." She began walking gracefully, drawing gazes from all around. Her mere presence commanded the space, and Strax, by her side, was no different.
