Luna walked down a hallway with high ceilings all alone. It was rare to see her all by herself without the hulking figure of her beloved looming over her.
She walked with stately grace, her white dress contrasting sharply with the embroidered, blood-red corset she wore, pale hair flowing down her slender back.
She took a turn and walked in through the first door she saw without knocking. It was in a quite deserted part of the castle, no one came here except when servants came to clean.
A fervent-eyed Vampire stood in a corner of the room, his back to the wall. It seemed like he had been waiting for quite some time.
"I hope I didn't keep you waiting, Pierro." Luna said calmly, gracefully sitting across the room from the other Vampire.
"Not at all, my lady." Pierro stumbled over his knees to say, constantly half-bowing. "I only just got here."
