Chapter 187 The Fiance

• Michael
• There’s a hum of excitement in the castle as I pass through the main entrance, rain sliding off my black leather jacket and onto the dark stone floor. The bridge behind me is socked-in by fog as the doors close, and a couple of guards step back in place, standing stoically at attention while I walk with determination toward the throne room.
• The entire court is here right now. Vampires of varying rank and importance roam the hallways, sending a hushed murmur of conversation through the arching corridors that overlap my footsteps as I round another corner and walk into the throne room, shrugging out of my jacket at the same moment my mom turns and spots me.