"Where is your room?" Caedos asked as he walked down the hallway.
"…Where is mine?" He asked a moment later, after he was guided in the right direction.
The cottage was small compared to Dulce's other houses, it was very much like a homestead.
Dulce had begun to lose most of his hope when he was carried into his room, now all that was left was worry. He had truly been confident that Caedos simply needed to spend a bit of time around his kind to change his mind, yet the Demon was still as dogged as the day he left.
"What if you regret it?" Dulce asked as he was seated at the edge of the bed.
Hellhounds mated for life, he didn't want such an important decision frivolously thrown on him.
Caedos' clothes hadn't been spared from the snow, not wanting to bring the cold into the Vampire's bed, he shrugged off his shirt. "You still haven't said no."
