Arabella was stunned.
A blond -haired vampiress all but leaped from the carriage, arms flung wide as if she had been waiting her whole life for this moment. In an instant, she collided against Cassius, attempting to pull him into an embrace, though her hands barely spanned the width of his shoulders.
She gazed up at him with starry eyes, her scent thick with flowers and vanilla—sweet, sickeningly so.
And Arabella was standing right behind him, watching the entire spectacle unfold.
Beside her, a black haired vampiress bore a resemblance to Princess Marissa, though not quite to Cassius. Then there was a man, his golden hair matching the girl's, looking older than Cassius by four or five years.
The girl, Adele, tilted her head back, whining, "Hug me back, brother Cassius!"
