Evangeline didn't come into the VIP section, neither did Renata, Leona, or Matia. For whatever reason, they stayed out of it. Xander must have said something, or they chose to wisely stay away.
Damon felt his mood growing increasingly foul with each moment he thought about what had happened.
He had always seen Xander as someone he needed to suppress, someone he needed to bring to his knees. But now, Xander kneeling in front of him just left a bitter taste in his mouth.
That was not the same confident young noble who always seemed so put together. This was just a man tainted by the poison of vengeance and the madness of hate.
In the end, could he even call himself a decent enough human being anymore?
Killing Xander's brother was one thing, but keeping Xander in a manipulative lie in the name of vengeance while acting as his trusted ally was something else entirely.
The door opened and a maid stepped in, bowing her head.
