Episode 29
"Get Zohar for me~."Concerned glances and judgmental stares both thrown at the sad sight. Sirius. Drunken and a mess. Slurring his words horribly as he stared ahead and ordered the same thing again." Get me Zohar!" A desperate, slurred yell. Pathetic. That's the word Zohar would use to describe what he saw before him.
Weird. He felt weird about the situation. He wanted to laugh right then and there but couldn't find it in his heart to do so. It was a perfect opportunity to mock the count, but he didn't. He felt sympathetic. Zohar almost cringed at the disgusting thought of him feeling sympathy for the man that caused him misery.
Sirius looked up with bloodshot eyes. His already crimson eyes almost blending. From predatory, serpent like eyes to puppy-like eyes. He looked cute. What now Zohar? The wolf gently slapped himself, fixing his mind quickly.
"You called for me." Sirius nodded his head, affirming that he did. Zohar walked up to the black robed man and took a set on the bed. Sirius ushered the maids and butlers to go away and leave them alone. "You seem like Lyon's personal assistant these days. You've almost forgotten who you work for." He spat bitterly. Tone dangerous and eerie, causing the wolf to cringe a bit.
"Isn't it normal for lovers to spend time." Zohar's eyes widened in shock as he finally understood what came out his mouth. A bitter laugh escaped the count's mouth. "You're right. You may go now. Can't remember what I called you here for." Zohar face morphed in one of concern. No sarcastic retort. No arguments. No bitter remarks. He stood and walked to the door, taking one more glance at the vampire behind him. Then he left.