Grace didn't flinch as the drop of blood was drawn from her wrist. She had, after all, been quite used to having her blood tasted and drawn from a vampire master. She was unable to refrain from drawing in a sharp breath when he drew her hand to his lips as her eyes remained trained on his face. She watched his reaction, noting as he closed his eyes to savor her taste.
When Carrick's eyes opened again, she could practically feel them on her body, her body that was already responding to his touch and his words. She held his gaze, quite willing to do as he bid her in this case, not that she would have given any indication if she hadn't been. It was simply a bonus that she'd happen to enjoy her duties to her master in this case.
"I can scarcely wait for the time it should take to walk there, my lord," she breathed softly as her heart beat fast in her breast. She took his hand, following his lead.