Camille
The room was ready.
Camille paced back and forth, waiting for her servants and Laura to arrive. Lucy was back in town from the trip Camille had sent her on. Or was it Claire that had sent her? Angelica? It didn't matter. She was back.
With Lucy came the routine. The house came back to life under her instruction. Claire took over Angelica's responsibilities. Laura took over Abby's tasks. And tonight, the Muse Sessions would return.
Jacques had already brought up a bowl of strawberries, but Camille didn't think she'd need them. Ever since she put Laura back in control, she'd been starving. She'd consumed all of the reserves they had of Nikki's blood in the past week. Lucy said they would have to slowly get more. That meant Camille was starving.
And horny.
