Eve covered her mouth with her hand, when another yawn escaped. She couldn't get a wink of sleep until early this morning, which was barely for two hours. After almost stabbing Vincent with the dagger, she couldn't go back to sleep, fearing it would repeat, even though her pureblooded vampire husband had assured her that she didn't have to worry about it.
She now stood in front of the mansion, watching Mr. Briggs and Adam loading their trunks in the back of the carriages.
When another yawn escaped from Eve's lips, she heard sharp clicks of shoes from the hallways and turned to notice it was Lady Ravette. The woman remarked, "Looks like my grandson has taken after his grandfather in the art of keeping his wife awake."
Eve offered a quick bow to the old vampiress. Not knowing how to respond to the vampiress's words, and an awkward smile made its way to her lips.
