Love, Past and Present
"…" Aldrich took a moment to process Valera's appearance in his doorframe. Well, it was not entirely out of possibility. His quarters were on a refurbished first floor of the Necropolis, and the Death Lord had given Valera a room right next to his.
"If this is not a good time, I can take my leave, master," began Valera.
"No, come in. I was just a little surprised, that's all." Aldrich moved out the way of the door, and Valera shyly came in.
"What brings you here?" asked Aldrich as he closed the door of ebony wood shut. It flashed briefly with green as it locked closed with some form of magical safety mechanism that also dampened noise.
Valera looked around the room with her hands clasped together. She blushed as she avoided eye contact with Aldrich. "Well, ahem, I do not have a place to stay for the night."
"You don't? Your room is right by, isn't it?" said Aldrich.
"W-well…about that-," began Valera. "I no longer have a bed."