Chapter 436: 438: Gardenias

Damon's clone bit his lip as he came to a halt in front of the Grand Duke's quarters. The door before him had a complex lock, the kind that screamed nobility and too much money.

He was starting to seriously hate how securely rich people locked their rooms. He squatted low, inspecting the lock - trying to find a way to pick it without burning too much shadow energy.

While his clone was busy with that - His main body was now at the center of attention. One hand wrapped around Sylvia's waist as they waltzed across the dance floor.