![]() Xavier might have been one of the most intriguing looking men she had ever seen, with his eclectic tattoos, but it was Saul that she found her gaze drawn repeatedly toward. Strange designs and flames reappeared at the side of his neck before ending at his right ear and the bottom of his chin. Tattoos marked the backs of his hands and ran up his solid arms before disappearing beneath the sleeves of his shirt. His head was completely bald and his dark skin gleamed in the light filtering through the windows. Xavier sat beside Barnaby he was leaning forward as he listened to Braith. Tall and thin he possessed a regal air that marked him every inch the aristocrat he was. His hair was nearly white, his eyes a washed out watery blue. Gideon and Ashby sat on each side of Braith, beside Ashby sat Barnaby, a vampire even fairer than Ashby. Her gaze scanned over the group gathered around him. And they would follow him, she was certain of it. She knew he didn't consider himself a leader, but he already was. A lump formed in her throat as pride bloomed in her. ![]() They listened to him with rapt attention, ensnared by his words and the aura of power he emitted. He was leaning forward, his tone low and fervent as he spoke with the vampires gathered around him. Braith sat at the head of the large table, his hands folded before him. ![]() ![]() Thankfully they had not retreated to Gideon's "study," but to a large dining room in the back of the house. Aria stood silently in the corner of the room. ![]()
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