Bab 25: Old Friends

"Come here, you enormous idiot!" Iona scolded him as he grabbed his arm and pushed him brutally into her room. Damian stumbled for a bit, taking his time to get his balance back but he didn't seem to be angry at the way the queen treated him. He smiled, his eyes scanning the luxurious room. White and gold were the main colors with touches of beige and light green. Beautiful tiles on the floor with golden designs on them while her bed was a bit higher than the ground, looking like it was floating. The windows of her room were open wide, the night chill entering and moving the greenish curtains here and there. He liked it, it was very different from the darkness he had gotten used to at the vampire castle. This was more lively, more magical. 

"Oh honey, why are you so mean to me I'll cry." he joked and pretended to cry before he sat down on the comfortable stool of the queen's vanity. Her make up tools all looked like seashells and leaves. Very elegant. 

"Stop it."