Allison grumbled sleepily as she drags herself with the guards. They told her that they were going to the dining room. Allison doesn't mind breakfast, but then, she was never a morning person in the first place. She let the guards lead her to the dining room, sitting down when she reaches the table. She rubs her eyes as she takes in the other people in the room. There's Vlad, and some girl whom he calls his pet. Allison shrugged, she better get used to this place if this is gonna get weird for her. She turned to Vlad and gave him a lazy wave.

"G'morning, sir," she drawled before straightening politely.