Nothing fancy, she chuckled. Just your average decor...
Clay immediately stopped playing and greeted his wife, kissing her on the cheek. "Everything is in order love. I've put my best men on it."
"Who?" Regina demanded. Details were important.
"Blake and his new friend, Victor."
"What do we know about this Victor?" she asked.
Clay felt himself getting defensive. It was like she didn't trust him to do anything! "He's worked with Blake on a few occasions and comes highly recommended."
Regina fumed inside. Clay could be so dense at times. She still had much training to do with him. But, he was beginning to get too full of himself. He thought he knew everything. Ha! she thought bitterly. "I will look into this myself."
Clay slightly bowed. "As you wish, my dear."
Regina sensed Clay's feelings were hurt. But, it did not matter, she knew how to smooth things over.
Victor sauntered in and looked around the place. "Wow, what did this set you back?"
Clay frowned. Victor was not what Blake had led him to believe. There was something off about him. Perhaps he should not have trusted Blake's impressions, after all.
Clay thought about how to proceed. He didn't want to bother Regina with this trouble. He had seen her hypnotize someone before to bend them to her will. Maybe he could do that as well.
Clay hissed. "What are you talking about?"
Victor stepped back. "You were getting touchy-feely there!"
Clay couldn't believe it! "I was not! I mean, I am not! I'm married to a powerful, sexy goddess! I will speak to Regina about your impertinance!"
"Tell Count Pai that his child, Rebeka, has been born. Then, fetch Camilla to the Great Room."
"Your life has begun," Regina said proudly. "You are to follow in my footsteps as Empress of Evil. I have chosen you to take over my dynasty."
Clay looked over at Regina. "I thought that you said I..."
Regina turned towards Clay and snapped, "Quiet. I have told you my decision. I will begin grooming Camilla for her duty."
Clay bowed his head. "As you wish."
Regina then turned to Reeves, who looked quite pale. "Go and check on Master Drake."
Drake put down his toys. "Yeah! I am kind of hungry! Will Mom & Dad join us?"
"I'm afraid not, Master Drake."
"What about Camilla?"
Reeves still felt shaky after what he had seen. His poor, sweet Camilla... now a vampire... "I'm... I'm afraid not Master Drake. Hurry along now. No more questions!" he added testily. The children seemed to ask less questions when he used that tone. And in this house, the less questions - the better!