Damon woke up. His head throbbed, but he felt significantly better. He held his head.
"Ahhhh…"
He felt the metal of the Pale Crown on his head. He looked around him. He was in a room.
It was quite big—not as big as the one he had slept in at the Duke's palace. That was probably the biggest room he'd ever sleep in…
But this place wasn't small either.
He spread his shadow perception. He seemed to be at a hotel.
That was just a fancy name for an expensive inn.
He got up, glancing out the window.
It seemed he was in a city, but not one he was familiar with…
He turned to the door, waiting for her to open it and come in…
Naturally, her was referring to Lilith… he had sensed her coming up a flight of stairs…
The door clicked open…
She walked in with the same calm, confident elegance she always had.
"You're awake. That's good…"
She closed the door behind her before he could speak.
