The coffin was a lovely blue color made from the wood of the island and lined with silk and fresh goose feathers for comfort.įinally I reached my room where a very delicious looking vampire laid in my bed with nothing but tan pajama pants on. Saphira and I walked to her room as I tucked her in and closed the lid to her coffin. Soon the party whined down and everyone went to the guest rooms I provided. My Saphira was as carefree as a dove and I just loved every second. She said she always did like Armand because she saw him like a father figure. Saphira glanced over to us and smiled broadly. Soon the last of the vampires had started to file up and bestow my daughter with their gifts.Īrmand who obviously noticed Nikolai had not stopped staring at me all night did not leave my side.
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