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They continued eating in silence, with Johan growing more and more uneasy with the silence.

"The food is nice," she said as a way to break the ice.

"Yes, the servants know their way around." Alistair nodded.

"Why do you keep referring to them as servants?" Johan asked. "Why not maids?"

"Because that is what they are. Servants, here to serve me. Besides, it is an upgrade from the word slaves. My mother was the one to make the name change, because it seemed…" He trailed off with a chuckle.

Derek pointed his fork at the vampire king. "I noticed that some of them look no older than, what? Ten. Why is that so?"

Alistair chuckled, "I have servants at all different age ranges. With the youngest being no older than five and the eldest being in her nineties. They all were prices."

Derek narrowed his eyes. "You say all that as if it is ok."

"Well, wolf. In my kingdom, it is. They work, they live and play. We are all used to it, with them accepting their faiths ages ago."

"How did you even com