Chapter 11

Crimson's POV

I stood in the opulent halls of the palace, overseeing the preparations for Aethelfrith's return. The air was filled with excitement and anticipation, as everyone eagerly awaited the arrival of our beloved Aethelfrith.

The servants worked tirelessly, not only to make the palace comfortable but also to cater to Aethelfrith's specific needs. Delicate velvet curtains were drawn across the windows to shield the sunlight, ensuring that his sensitive eyes would not be affected.

The aroma of aromatic herbs filled the air, for we knew that Aethelfrith had an affinity for the scent.The palace was adorned with dark, romantic hues, reflecting Aethelfrith's vampiric essence. Rich burgundy tapestries and flickering candlelight added an air of mystique to the surroundings.

The tables were adorned with fine crystal goblets and silverware, ready to serve Aethelfrith's preferred drink, deep red, aged blood that had been sourced ethically and with utmost respect for life.

The aroma of mo