All it took was a simple wave of pressure coming from Celeste for every whisper to be silenced and every curious glance to look elsewhere.
Elion glanced at her from the corner of his eye. "You do not need to frighten them."
"They were being disrespectful."
"Forgive your fellow clansman; they were just curious."
"They can be curious silently."
Mira covered a faint smile. Aria leaned closer to Tessa. "She really is possessive."
"You are one to speak," Tessa muttered.
"I am appropriately possessive."
"There is no such thing."
Isla quietly followed behind them, looking around with wide eyes. She had seen grand castles before, but the architecture of the Vampire Clan was unlike anything from the walls of Haven.
The pillars were carved with scenes of winged creatures, ancient battles, and pale figures standing beneath crimson moons.
After several minutes, they arrived before two enormous doors engraved with the image of a bat spreading its wings.
