Waiting?..

A word from her domnul has been not been heard, his thrall has been patient. Her gold eyes watched around his office, and hand touched her cage. A hand slip through her dark red hair. That doesn?t mean Avita twirling her fingers, waiting. She made her self busy with a family of vampires, the Blackrose vampire coven. She had found herself into the bed of the second in charge, a wonderful lover. Her gold gaze were on the leader, Victor. But once his little wife found his way back in the arms. Avita knows that going after could led to the war between her master and the Blackrose Family. That is something she does not want, to displeased her master.