“We were not aware of this.”
“I thought there wasn’t anything you vampyres didn’t know.”
The Regedidn’t respond to that. “In all our shared history, there has never been a saborborn behind the veil.”
“Lucky kid.” Joe felt tired. “Does it matter?”
“We don’t know.”
Tyrell began to fuss, and the Regewalked back and forth across the floor, crooning softly to him. Joe couldn’t understand the words, but they seemed to comfort his grandson.
“Adam.” Who was the Regesummoning?
He jumped as another vampyre emerged from out of shadows that shouldn’t have been in such a brightly lit room. Blond where the Regewas brunet, this vampyre’s eyes were a reddish-brown. He could have been in his mid-twenties, but he could just as easily have been ten times that age.
“Adam is my…equerry. I have designated the task of looking after Tyrell to him.”
“Your Grace! Are you sure you want me and not ?tefan?”
“I’m sure.”