"Oh, this is a surprise. I was expecting somewhere less..." Aakifahlynn gestured to her surroundings.

"Lavish." Emperor Dracul finished for her, his hands behind his back.

"Yes, I mean, I held out hope you were not taking me to the dungeons, but this?" Her hands rose and fell back onto her lap as she gestured to the room and environment.

At her words, The Emperor hid his look as if she'd slapped him in his face. He would never dream of letting her stay in the dungeons.

Emperor Demarion Dracul knew he had to tread carefully with how much he disclosed and how soon. And he would continue to hold...