The vampire's council is something that I can't run away from.
Even begging Leo to leave in the room didn't help.
«You have to tell them the truth,» he reminds me while fastening the last detail of his shirt. «If you don't, they'll influence you.»
Oh, they will try.
If there is a positive side to all this story, it's that I'm going to witness Leo in a shirt and tie. Oh, he seems like one of those characters from old comics, those men in career...
«What are you staring at?» he mumbles, searching for any stain or wrinkle on the fabric.
There isn't any. He's perfect, of course.
«Are you sure this dress will do?» I ask him, observing the simple, grey dress that Dafina prepared for formal occasions.
It reaches my knee and covers my shoulders with short sleeves. There's a ribbon on the back, of black colour, and the cleavage is chaste.
«I look like a high schooler in this.»