Alex couldn't help but be feel a little perplexed by the strange almost cryptic answers she gave him, but  he knew asking further explanation would be going above his station. A small shiver ran down his spine as the queen's elegant fingers coiled themselves around his wrist.<br/><br/>Although he had never been directly been fed off of a vampire before, he had thought himself somewhat prepared to do so... but this was a little more intimidating, as Lillium just wasn't any vampire, she was a queen! His took in a sharp breath and held it as the cold top of her nose glided across the inside of his wrist and his heart began throbbing with anticipation as he set his jaw waiting for the fangs to puncture his skin.<br/><br/>But then pulled away and she declined claiming that she would like to get to know him a little better before she fed on him and Alex swallowed hard and he smiled grateful to have his hand back especially as seeing the length of her glistening white fangs.<br/><br/>"Of course your Majesty, It is a great privilege to serve!" he agreed quickly and gave a small bow. But then he paused as she began showing interest his neckline, that was when took of his outer coat and did his collar hoping to accommodate her.... but he received a quick rebuke.  Alex's throat went dry and his face blushed with embarrassment, as realized that he was making a fool out himself.<br/><br/>"Forgive me," he apologized,  and his hand shot upward and quickly fixed his shirt, fastened the silk red tie around his neck and fixed his collar. "When alone and at the turning of your eyes, yes your majesty," he agreed, "I will gladly give myself to you my queen," he promised with another bow, and then glance up toward the man with the long black ponytail, an then over to the queen as she addressed him in turn.... He was bit shocked at that she informed him that he would change out of his tuxedo.... she mad it seem as he had come in wearing rags.... which most likely, his rental tux probably was compared to what she accustomed to.... or perhaps he would get a uniform or something like the suit the man in with the pony tail was wearing... He was also a bit confused about being downstairs ready for dinner...<br/><br/>"Of course," he agreed.....did she mean he was going be eating? or he was going to be dinner? but he was to afraid to ask. The important thing was not be late, he just wished he knew what to expect. Suddenly noticing the man's impatient look on his face, Alex  put his black over coat on and hurried toward the door and paused when he walked out to the two black identical looking Sedans with tinted windows, just as he about to ask which one to get into... a firm helpful but not so friendly hand on the back his neck guided him into the Sedan on his left.<br/><br/><span style="font-weight: bold"><span style="font-style: italic"> "Get in." He said gruffly</span></span><br/><br/>"Sure! happy to, I am not going to run off anywhere," Alex assured him, as he hurried to comply, he didn't like being pushed around, but he didn't want to ruin his tux either, as it was a  rental and he hadn't exactly been told when he would be getting paid yet.<br/><br/>A bit surprised at the friendly greeting and the amused look on his face, Alex glanced over toward the man with the ponytail, "Thank you, are you...um another PNC?" he asked curiously. He then paused not sure what to say next, "I hear it is supposed to be windy this weekend," he remarked, doing his best to be friendly and make the time go by faster......<br/><br/>"So... err what happens now?" he asked nervously as they entered into the Queens vast Estate and he bit his lip as the car stopped and he turned to the man with the pony tail. "Do I follow you?"  he asked worriedly, he wasn't sure if he should wait for his escort or to follow the Queen as he really didn't want to be late for dinner... that would make his first impression already it had been.