Valion was sitting sedately in a large leather arm chair with a high wing back and solid arms, sipping a cup of black coffee. The aroma hit Adler and his stomach gave an audible grumble as his mouth watered. He grimaced as Valion looked up over the rim of his cup, his eyes showing the smirk upon his lips that was revealed as he slowly lowered the cup down to rest cradled in his hands upon his thigh, his legs crossed.
“Please sit down, everyone…I’ll get you something to eat in a bit, Mr Fenrir…let’s discuss Miss Jessica first, shall we.”
Adler pressed his mouth together at Valion’s superior tone, letting it go as he was clearly the one in charge in this vampire nest. As they all sat down upon the two couches that faced each other, Adler noticed how Valion had set his chair to be at the he
