Broken bond (1)

Meanwhile in Itrusia, Destrian was having the worst night of his life. He tossed and turned endlessly, thinking about the woman he would never meet again, who he probably should not even be thinking about to begin with. 

In the dead of night, he summoned the royal butler. 

The older man, who had never been called by the prince, let alone in the dead of night, trembled for his life. He knew the prince was demon. Could it be that the prince wanted a drink and decided to have his blood? 

He knew that was just a rumor and demons didn't actually drink human blood, but that didn't stop him from trembling when he appeared before the prince. 

"What can I do for you, your highness?" He asked with a slight bow.