"Ah. Forgive me the inference," murmured the vampire, with manners fit for court. He curled his slender fingers 'round Saralegui's hand, helping the other man neatly up with a grip that was as sure as the stone beneath them. And didn't immediately let the point of contact fall away, watching the young king with just the ghost of a smile.

"I'd rather just agree that you will come back, and award you your points for fair turnabout."