Aila frowned at the story Gabriel had told them so far. There was so much to his, Cassius and Amelia's past. But the latest bit of information didn't make sense. She looked at the vampire king who sat, dressed in all black; his waistcoat, shirt, tie, and trousers fit him snugly against his lean muscular body. He was looking at his fingers nonchalantly as he told them about the events leading up to Amelia's death.
"Hold up.." Aila interrupted him before he could continue. She glanced around sheepishly; the group looked at her with mild annoyance as though they wanted to hear the rest of the story. Aila rolled her eyes; maybe they should get some popcorn while they wait! This could technically be classed as an intermission, after all. Gabriel smirked while he continued to assess his most fascinating fingers.
