Sad vampire's eyebrow raised skeptically. "You're Carrick's slave?" He wracked his brain, but couldn't remember if Samandriel had mentioned the slave's name. He bit back the offense at being lumped in the same category as the sadistic vampire who had blackmailed his beloved angel and simply glared at the boy.
If the boy was from Carrick, there must be something the vampire wanted, and to deny him entry might endanger Samandriel.
He rubbed his face, tiredly, and stepped back from the door, gesturing inward to invite the fae inside. "I'll put the kettle on."