is so boring.”
He tangled his fingers in her golden hair. “I know, little one. But have heart; we’ll be leaving for Munich tomorrow night.”
His words ran through her like ice and she shivered. “When you say night, you mean…?”
“Five or six in the morning, our usual bedtime.”
“So soon?”
“It would have been faster if the network hadn’t been damaged in the attack. Now that it’s operational we’ll have our passports and all the rest of the necessary paperwork tomorrow.” He drew an unhappy breath. “I suppose while I’m working tomorrow you should… go shopping. We’ll need luggage and you probably need more clothing and what not.”
Katelina thought of a set of neatly packed suitcases that were waiting for them at Jorick’s little house in Maine. The luggage was conveniently loaded in the car and abandoned when they were hauled to the Citadel against their will. How many suitcases did they need? And did she really want to brave the vampires’ shopping mall on her own?
“You won’t be alone. I’ve arranged for a guard to escort you. Though I’m not well acquainted with him, he understands the penalty for mistakes.”
“Is an escort necessary?”
Jorick made a low noise in his throat. “Katelina, you’re in a vampire Citadel. Have you noticed any other humans roaming around alone?” he didn’t give her time to answer. “No. Only the restaurant staff, and they do so at a high risk. Most vampires have no respect for humans and would think nothing of drinking from you, or at the very least harassing you.”
His tone left no room for argument, but she tried anyway. “Where will you be?”
“With Eileifr, breaking into Malick’s chambers. He sealed them before he left.”
Something sick twisted in her stomach. “Sealed? Like magic?”
Jorick laughed. “No, it’s more likely they welded the doors shut. There’s no such thing as magic.”
“And there’s no such thing as vampires, yet here I am talking to one.” She poked him in the ribs. “How long will we be in Munich?”
His shrug was casual but his expression seemed stiff. “A few days at the most. Why?”
“I need to know how many outfits we need.”
“We? I have plenty.”
“You’re afraid I’ll buy you something that isn’t black.”
He cleared his throat and picked invisible lint from his shirt. “No, I just don’t see the point in wasting the money.”
She stepped back and crossed her arms over her chest. “You’ve turned frugal all of a sudden?”
He gently pulled her back to him and pressed a kiss to her forehead. “Of course not. I’ve always been frugal. Why do you think I refuse to buy a car?”
She couldn’t argue with that.
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About the Author
Joleene Naylor is the author of the glitter-less Amaranthine series, a world where vampires aren’t for children. As a compliment to the novel series, she has also written several short story collections and the Amaranthine Files encyclopedia..
In what little time is left she watches anime and updates her blogs, all from a crooked Victorian house in Villisca, Iowa. Between her husband and her pets, she is never lonely, and should she ever disappear one might look for her on a beach in Tahiti, sipping a tropical drink and wearing a disguise.
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