"Few vampires pose a true threat to me, Maite; and fewer still have your skill or unique talents. Good Evening." He bowed low over her hand, as proper as any courtier, then left through the front door.

He hailed a carriage for hire, and directed it to the Archbishop's home. There he went directly to his rooms, and made sure they were sealed against the sunlight.

Tomorrow night, he would be quite busy with writing letters and connecting with the night creatures of Barcelona.