Chapter 47 My Home
- It was early in the cold morning. The ballroom is packed with tables and chairs as well as food and wine, not to mention a huge jar of blood for the vampire guests. The servants are everywhere in the castle with trays of something in their hands.
- “Rosamund, wake up.” I said softly, brushing a finger on her cheek.
- Her eyes opened instantly, “It’s time, isn’t it?”