Chapter 13: Preparations
The night rolled by until the time came for the wedding ceremony. Aleksander was awoken by a gentle tap on his shoulder, and he rolled over to see Henry’s indifferent face. The vampire prince was slightly confused why he was woken up so early.
And then it hit him – the wedding was supposed to happen by the first crack of dawn.
He couldn’t believe he would lose his dignity through such a shameless wedding. His mind raced to his previous plans which included a dead wife and Aleksander shook his head – that wasn’t going to work out right for him. At least not as early as after the wedding.
There were just too many unknown variables he didn’t know of yet. Perhaps he should see the slave first before he makes any hasty decision.
"Your highness, I have drawn your bath, and prepared your clothes for the ceremony," Henry said as he bowed his head slightly.
Aleksander nodded and waved for his attendant to go away, but Henry stood still and watched him until he got himself out of bed. Aleksander would have had him killed, but Henry was a loyal attendant, and he didn’t want the man go to waste and die because of his ill-temper.
The vampire prince padded around his bed, and saw the havoc that was left scattered about. From the broken windows, down to the glass shards, the dirtiest trash that littered his bedchamber had to be the insolent blood servant sprawled on his bed.
"Get my bedchamber cleaned, Henry," Aleksander instructed the attendant.
Henry bowed down his head in acknowledgement, and Aleksander walked out of his chambers. The door creaked open, and closed with a loud thud. The attendant stood straight, and heaved a heavy sigh at the sight before him.