They decided to move the discussion to the drawing room, bringing alcohol and snacks as if the topic at hand were not potentially disastrous.
Only Ulrich appeared genuinely relaxed. Andrew looked tense, shoulders stiff, while Bianca's complexion remained pale, her unease impossible to hide.
"What are you two waiting for?" Ulrich said casually. "I heard Leah gave you a limited batch of liquor."
He lifted the glass, took a slow sip of the brown liquid, and nodded in approval. The bitterness of the toxins, distilled from a rare species of snake and mixed with blood, lingered richly on his tongue. The balance was perfect.
Vampires could eat and drink like humans, though most human food tasted awful to them.
Venom, however, was different. Their bodies were immune to it, but processing it took time. The effect mimicked intoxication, something between being drunk and pleasantly high.
