So there it was. The reason she\'d felt like she\'d been missing a big part of the conversation – was because she had been. Stupid vampire telepathy. The teen watched William speak with brows knit and lips pursed.
When he finished, Vivianne sighed, and looked away, out toward the dance floor. This had been a mistake. She\'d been silly to think she could be anything more than cattle to these creatures, as beautiful and powerful as they were. She was nothing more than a toy to these people. A pawn to move around a board. It had been that way with Tom, and it was the same here.
She was tired of it. She\'d done nothing to earn their disrespect, but here they were, using their power to play some messed-up game that they had no business involving her in.
Whatever charm she\'d found in their banter quickly dissipated as Anna shot her reply back at her sire.
"I, uh, I should probably get back to work," she said, letting her eyes drop back to the tabletop. She withdrew her hand from Anna\'s, using it instead to smooth out the folds in her skirt before she slipped out of her chair, preparing to vanish back into the crowd.