55 Midnight

Elias stepped out of the room without a single glance back. The door shut with a quiet thud. His footsteps echoed in the hallways. With each step, the lights flickered off, shrouding the corridor in utter darkness. The moon lit a path for him, though it was unnecessary.

Humans slept better in the dark. Vampires saw better at night.

It was an interesting parallel that always humored him. Adeline should sleep in pitch blackness. That way, nothing would disrupt her, and she wouldn't have to wake up for anything. Or so, he thought.

"Keep a watch over the Queen," Elias instructed the guards that stood at the end of the corridor. They had just come upstairs after receiving the order a few minutes ago.