#everarddeladen

[spiritusgremt]

-A note left under the door, fancy white and gold trimmed envelope with nothing but Everard's full name written in perfect cursive-

Can I see you again? Text me if it pleases you. xxx-xxx-xxxx

Your friend, Gremt Stryker Knollys

@everarddelanden

[the-mad-old-queen]

We Are Family

It was a nice hotel. Neutral ground. Not a place she would have come to. She was still... getting used to living large. That, and the fact that she had very little by way of funds. She could steal it, of course, and had, but it hardly matched the fortunes others who had not slept for so long had amassed. Still, it was nice. Allesandra glanced to the young immortal at her side.

He had insisted upon coming, though why she was unsure. Everard had wanted her to come alone... and yet Armand had insisted that he should come. She wondered if this would anger Everard. Would it not be better to merely do as he asked? She wondered if Armand feared for her. Feared that Everard may harm her. Or perhaps he feared for Everard? Did he think she would hurt him?

Either way, she thought it foolishness.

The lobby was not busy, but then it was after dark, most people who stayed in fine hotels were either out for the evening, or already tucked into their rooms. It was not yet late enough for the ‘evening outers’ to be returning, nor early enough for people to be really active in the lobby to check in. Armand lead the way to where they were intended to meet with Everard.

Armand claimed he was only coming to spend time with David. Perhaps this was true, but what were the odds that Armand or David either one would want to be very far from this meeting? She looked around slowly, wondering if Everard would make the meeting public... or if they would go to his room. She was unsure which her Brother in the Blood would prefer. But she was grateful that he was even willing to speak with her at all...

@everarddelanden @immortal-gentleman @dark-eyed-elegance