Chapter 548
Andrei took Annabelle's arm and led her around the back. A group of vampires surrounded the artificial slab of ice. A line of judges held score cards. Grimald, the vampire from the H?her Rat, pretended to skate without skates. Everyone laughed as he turned too quickly and fell on his behind.
The score cards were raised, a mix of threes and fives, and several of the assemblage clapped. Annabelle smiled at her mate. "They are enjoying themselves."
"I thought they might. This sort of entertainment has fallen by the wayside in favor of more sophisticated diversions, but we should not forget the hilarity of watching one another make fools of themselves."
Grimald climbed to his feet and raised his arms to show everyone he was okay before he slipped and slid his way to the sidelines.
"It is Bassile's turn," Andrei commented as a dark skinned vampire took his place at the head of the ice. It was the one Sorino was talking to a few days ago.