Chapter 170
Though the Citadel might have been geared towards the vampiric nightlife, television programming was still the same. The later it got, the worse the shows were. Eventually, neither Jorick or Katelina could take it anymore.
They stopped at the restaurant again, but Katelina wasn't hungry. Jorick insisted she eat something, so she settled for a piece of cake drizzled in caramel. She supposed she should enjoy it while she could. However, in the last couple of months her stomach had shrunk and she could only stuff so much in.
She was full to bursting when they went back to their room. Inside felt like a cold, winter night, but the chill in the air had nothing to do with the temperature. Oren sat on the couch, ankle crossed over his knee, and an iceberg expression on his face.
"I wasn't sure you were coming back."
Katelina bit back a retort and skirted around both the vampires for the bathroom. Even after she shut the door, she could still hear them.
"And where else would we go?"