CHAPTER seventy two: Come in
Conroy’s face was a mask of impatience, “Tell him I give him my sincerest apologies and that he should return back.”
“Uh—I don’t think he would be...uh…” The stable-boy was stuttering and cowering badly in front of Conroy.
Muttering an oath, Conroy whirled around, taking the spiral stone stairway, he was out the castle in moments, walking in fast strides to meet the Vampire king, who had long came down from his horse mostly out of boredom and a little anger at being stood up.
“Well, have you fed your fragile ego by making me wait outside your home for this long?” Fehr said in a lazy tone masking the underlying anger beneath.
“Trust me, this had nothing to do with egos.” Conroy said in a hard voice.
Fehr shrugged, “What are you waiting for? Invite me in and let’s get this over with.”
“I have never seen a king such as you who is keen to see the end of his queen by his rival kingdom.” Conroy’s brow was arched.