A Game Of Chess With A Vampire

"Correct." The lady offered a charming smile. She handed the two sets of bags to him. "Tell His Highness that we are very thankful for his presence at our company and that we would love to have him again." "If perhaps there appears to be any mistake with the package, he may give us an immediate call." She whipped out the company business card.

Santino hesitantly received the card. He left, returning to the royal grounds and proceeding straight to the pavilion.

A bit away from Draven, he came to a stop. "May I approach you, young master?"

Draven glanced at him. "What is it?"

Santino took a step forward, advancing into the pavilion. He gave a respectful bow. "A package was delivered. It was said to be from the Rose Company. Have you made an—"

"Yes. Give it to me." Draven extended out his hand.

Santino gave the bag to him and took a step back.

"You may leave," Draven said, dismissing him.

Santino nodded. He turned around to leave, but as though having thought of something, he came to a stop.

"Young master, if you do not mind, I’d like to say something." His gloved hands rested behind his back.