Dressing once more was an odious thing. In spite of Iseul’s love for adorning himself in fine things, now they were just a barrier between him and his new lover. Oh, how he once more craved the cool touch of Damian’s skin against his, the closeness they shared moments ago curled up around each other.
A soft sigh escaped him as he finished tying his cape in place.
Iseul led them out of the maze and away from the rest of his gardens. Tucked away at the side of the house was a simple door, nothing designed to catch the eye like those at the front and back of the home. It led to a narrow hall with a trio of small rooms and direct access to the kitchen. The old servants’ quarters. A throwback from the days when people didn’t want their servants to be seen.
Unseen access to the stairs leading to the upper level was also accessible from this narrow hall. Once upstairs, the hall opened up. It was a bit dark without any lights on (since the guests were not welcome in this private area), and Iseul guided them through his familiarity with the space alone. He knew without thinking the exact number of steps, the exact number of doors and paintings they’d pass before coming to the primary suite – his bedroom and its adjoined bathroom.
Once inside, the fae flicked on the light to reveal the interior of his bedroom to the vampire for the first time. Passing through it, Iseul opened the door to the en suite so they could wash up.
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A soft sigh escaped him as he finished tying his cape in place.
Iseul led them out of the maze and away from the rest of his gardens. Tucked away at the side of the house was a simple door, nothing designed to catch the eye like those at the front and back of the home. It led to a narrow hall with a trio of small rooms and direct access to the kitchen. The old servants’ quarters. A throwback from the days when people didn’t want their servants to be seen.
Unseen access to the stairs leading to the upper level was also accessible from this narrow hall. Once upstairs, the hall opened up. It was a bit dark without any lights on (since the guests were not welcome in this private area), and Iseul guided them through his familiarity with the space alone. He knew without thinking the exact number of steps, the exact number of doors and paintings they’d pass before coming to the primary suite – his bedroom and its adjoined bathroom.
Once inside, the fae flicked on the light to reveal the interior of his bedroom to the vampire for the first time. Passing through it, Iseul opened the door to the en suite so they could wash up.