Near sundown, Oren suggested that Kai could sleep with Xandria. "She has one of the upstairs bedrooms."
Sorino gave a cold smile. "The couch will suffice. I'm sure there will be no unfortunate incidents on either side. We've spent enough time together to earn that measure of trust, or at least come to an understanding."
In other words, Kai wasn't going to kill them while they slept, so long as no one tried to drink from him.
With the humans settled, Oren led the vampires to the basement. Finished with brick walls and a cement floor, it had a neat row of coffins.
He offered the guests first choice of boxes, but Katelina quickly declined. "Jorick and I will be fine on the floor."
"Me, too," Des muttered.
Torina laid her hand possessively on a silver casket with ornate handles. "Good. I'll keep mine."
"You can keep mine as well," Brandle said gallantly. "I'm not so old yet that I can't get up from the floor."
Given his age, his lack of traditional ideas surprised Katelina.