Caedos looked back at the strange creature, his stomach rumbling. He was starving, forced to defend himself as soon as he stepped into sunlight for the first time.
He nodded, his throat sore from all the growling and howling he had done. He wasn't quite sure what was going on, or where he was, but he instinctively knew he was safe, falling headfirst into the happy smile his savior wore.
"The entirety of the kitchens would be honored to serve you," Moira found her voice, clinging to a desk at the edge of the room to stop herself from launching across the room to get to the Hellhound.
Queen Aylin hoped to keep Dulce in the castle with her forever, and although she didn't have as long to live as a Vampire, she rooted for the Queen to be successful. Because if Her Majesty succeeded in convincing Dulce to stay in the castle, it meant that she would equally get to live with his Demons for all of her days.
