And he was right. Asael looked around the room, ignoring the Incubus who had weighed himself down with heavy gold crowns and expensive jewelry.
The pile of gold in the room was easily twice what he had been paid to take on the job, he had expected this. For such a long-lived Vampire, this was more apt than the impoverished version he had first seen.
"It's sufficient." He said in a monotone voice, then he turned to Dulce, waiting for the inevitable.
"That's a relief," Dulce murmured, heading for the heavy doors. "Does anyone want to choose their rooms themselves?" He asked the others.
Caedos looked pensive like he was considering something, but he seemed to decide against it at the last minute. "I'm going on a run." He said instead. This was the first time he had gotten access to such a wide open space devoid of humans since he arrived on earth, he wanted to take advantage of it.
