#allesandra

I felt compelled to draw the rat man.

Plus a little bonus scribble:

Here's a silly little Christmas present for some of the coolest vampires I know, ily 🫶🫶

Allesandra @hekateinhell Claudia @honeyed-bee Louis @mx-indrik Lestat @elisaintime Armand (me) Daniel J Marius @monstersinthecosmos and our Lord and Saviour Anne Herself @covenofthearticulate

When news of Rhoshamandes being awake hit the court, the younger ones than her had nearly fled. The panic was palpable, and she felt like a mother hen quieting her chicks as she tried to assuage their fears. The worry that he would come and destroy everything they had built was real. But as each night passed, and there were no threats, no uninvited guests, things returned to normal. Normal for the castle.

What Rose had learned of the De Landens, they mostly wanted to be left alone. Or at least with each other. A tight knit bond secured all of them to one another, one that Rose both admired and envied. There was little in life that she didn't have, but a proper family was one of them. And with the court lacking many members of the Articulate, it was little wonder that her trip to Rhoshamandes's castle was a highlight of her year.

But that had been when he was sleeping. And for all of Benedict's reassurances, it had been that sleep that let her feel safe. But what about now? She knew where it was, how to get there, and could fly of her own accord. Perhaps that would be knowledge they regretted she had. As she planned her trip she doubted it would be the biggest of deals. After all, she was fairly weak in the blood, not very clever, and didn't mean anyone any harm. Except her victims of course.

Rose told no one her idea, sure that someone would convince her otherwise. How else was she to test her new friendships, if they could last with the master of that castle awake. In her backpack she carried only a package for Benedict, another sweater that reminded her so much of him that she knew he had to have it. Another Burberry, but perhaps that was the brand that suited him best. She'd found that most people into fashion gravitated to one fashion house out of subjective taste.