Theodor smirked at Casna's greeting. “You know I have to take the advantage when I can,” he joked in return. True, she was about an inch higher than him, but he’d long since got used to that. It was still enjoyable to poke fun at each other about it though.

He let her put the distance between them, not minding what he might have once thought as aloofness. As he watched her move past the chandelier, pale skin glinting under the lights, he was reminded of the early days of winter. How often he’d woken at dawn to witness freshly fallen snow glimmering beneath the rising sun...

Though an aesthetic sight, he thought this was another reason vampires were unsuited to daylight. Their pallor was all too conspicuous.

Granted, there were some individual differences. His complexion, for example, had a light gray tinge to it, and was more matte. The most striking difference between the two of them was definitely the hair though. While both of theirs was long and fine, hers was flaxen fair, and his as black as the deepest shadows. Amusingly, their sense of fashion had some similarities. Though he wore more layers, his ankle-length outer robe was as dark as her dress, if not more so.

At her next complaint, he pointed out dryly, “You needn’t have just sat around waiting.”

When Casna expressed the desire to alleviate her boredom, Theodor considered her proposition. Given her proclivities, he was somewhat skeptical as to the form of ‘fun’ she had in mind. However, there were was a way for them both to get what they desired from this outing.

“If you’re intending what I think you are, then let’s at least fly out of the kingdom.” And before she could protest, or ask why, he pointed out, “You shouldn’t shit where you eat, Casna.” He crossed his arms over his chest as he raised a brow at her. A crude but nonetheless appropriate saying.

After a moment, Theodor added, “In any case, we should depart while the night’s still young.”