107 Nudity*

Luna, with her face hidden behind the plain mask, strode along with the ladies from the Consortium following Apollyon and their guests as they proceeded towards the Royal Salon where guests of High stature were received.

Luna trailed behind them at the far back, away from Apollyon's notice.

If the Vampire King found out what she had been up to—spying and sneaking around--he would probably lock her in their bedroom for the majority of the event, and she didn't want that.

She prayed to the Goddess that Apollyon would never see her tonight in the crowd full of masked women nor feel the energy she had emitted through the Blood Bond.

Luna had been good at blocking Apollyon every time he attempted to probe her mind without permission.

She had been practising the skill recently, so she might as well relax for now.

The Vampire King had learned to respect her privacy when he couldn't access her thoughts anymore and just gave up.