"An hour's worth of walking left, don't 'cha think?" Vancha March asked Larten. They made excellent progress yesterday, from flitting. Larten grunted in reply, not really paying attention to what the Vampire Prince was saying. He was taking in his surroundings, trying to notice if they were close to the city or not. Nothing really looked different. There was thick forest surrounding them, and a dusty, rocky trail that they were walking on. Obviously not quite near a city or town yet.
Vancha glanced over to Laten and noticed his lack of attention. He felt like he was talking to himself - which he often did. Rather than get his attention, he just left the vampire be. 'He seems anxious' Vancha thought to himself. Larten caught Vancha's gaze and straighten his somewhat slouched back and quickened his walking pace.
"What's the matter, Larten?" Vancha asked suspiciously. Larten didn't slow his pace, but he held his head low, trying to hide his face.
"I just think the sooner we arrive, the better," Larten mumbled in his deep voice.
"I guess so," Vancha said, more to himself than to Larten. Silence after that, and they made great progress. They would be there in less than a hour.
A hour silently slipped by and they made it to the town they were waiting for. It was night time, so the town was really quiet. all of the humans should be sleeping, which would make it a bit hard for Larten and Vancha to keep quite. Larten decided it was best to hide his excitement and picked up the pace (If that was even possible). Vancha rolled his eyes and followed Larten.
"Where's the hotel at?" Vancha asked, eyeing Larten. Larten stopped and looked around silently. He was looking around for the hotel, but it looked as if he was looking for something else, too. (Vampaneze, maybe?) He lifted up his arm and pointed to a street that was close to them with a finger. "Just over there," Larten declared, remembering the exact street.
"We should take caution. Maybe the Vampaneze found them," Vancha said teasingly. Larten's back tensed, but continued to walk. 'He's obviously paranoid...' Vancha thought.
"Please do not say such things," Larten whimpered, fearing the worst for Darren. Vancha laughed and slapped Larten's back. Larten could be so fearful at times.
"Only joking! I'm sure they're both fine!" They continued in silence once again, except for Larten mumbling about "stupid Vampaneze" from time to time. But before they knew it, they arrived at the hotel's door. The walked in swiftly and quickly made their way up the stairs. They were both panting slightly from the long climb. The way to their room was long, for they were in the top floor. When they reached their floor, Vancha came to a standstill. They both could hear voices from inside the room - their room. Vancha motioned Larten to climb up onto the roof while he silently jogged down the empty hallway.
Obeying Vancha's orders, Larten opened the window and climbed out cautiously. He sat in a not-so-comfortable position and waited for someone or a sign to tell him that it was okay. While he sat on the roof, Larten thought about what was happening down there. Maybe the Vampaneze attacked and killed everybody in the hotel and took Darren and Harkat. Larten's face paled a bit when he thought about Darren and Harkat being murder, but quickly shook all of the bad thoughts out of his head.
Ten minutes later, Larten heard a loud thump and short yelp. A few more seconds later, people talking. He couldn't make out who it was, because the roof muffled most noises. But the people sounded somewhat happy, not scared. Another seconds later - agonizing seconds for Larten - Darren opened the window and called out for Larten. A smile spread across Larten's face.
"It's fine, Mr. Crepsley! You can come down!" Darren yelled. Larten felt really relieved that his assistant was okay. Larten climbed down from the roof, being careful with every step he took. He looked off of the edge of the roof and saw the length of the drop - if he were to fall. Even though a vampire would survive a long drop, injuries are still possible. Their room was on the top floor, which the hotel had a lot of floors, so the hotel was towering high. He continued his descend down quickly and jumped into the window, greeting Darren with a smile.