Within the Northern vicinity of the city, the wealthy gather behind meticulously trimmed hedges and high-class architecture. The pristine streets are paved with stone and the storefronts are brightly lit and inviting - for the right clientele. In the North, every establishment is eager to cater to the rich and the wealthy. Many such places are used to the sometimes peculiar requests of the otherworldly but here there is little that money cannot buy - whether it happens to be illegal or merely involves looking the other way. Vampires and Dark Hunters are often found upon these Northern streets, their long lives often contributing to their sizable wealth which allows them the luxuries that the North provides.
The VooDoo Room
The newly opened Eternity is an expensive fine dining restaurant nestled high upon the hills of the North - providing it a breathtaking view of the city below. The award-winning chefs at Eternity collaborate directly with local farmers and producers to source the freshest ingredients for its ever-changing menu. The staff at Eternity pride themselves on serving each customer's unique dietary needs - from the vampiric to the mortal races. Reservations are strongly encouraged as Eternity is frequently booked to capacity.
Located in the heart of the North, the Voodoo Room is the spirits lover's destination of choice in Sacrosanct. The Voodoo room is a craft cocktail bar that aims to provide an eclectic and exotic atmosphere. Nestled among the William Morris wallpaper, gold, and wood, you will find a new kind of neighborhood cocktail bar. One where hospitality and skill work in concert. With intoxicating liquors and a voodoo vibe, the Voodoo room will keep you coming back for more. Guided by the mantra of providing a one of a kind, high-end experience, the Voodoo Room's mixologists meet the highest standards with a fantastically themed selection of cocktails and specials.
Dark, Gothic, and thoroughly theatrical, the Witchery is a place to indulge yourself with it's lavish, theatrical suites. Whatever room you choose, you'll find glamor, indulgence, and luxury. From the Vestry to the Library and the Armory, the suites of the Witchery are nothing short of sensually romantic. A stay at the Witchery is not complete without dining in the rich baroque surroundings of the original oak-paneled hotel or among the elegant candle-lit charms of the Secret Garden. Whether you stay or dine, The Witchery is an unforgettably magical experience.
His Royal Highness, Prince of Italy
The intense blue of the vampire's gaze remained steadfast upon the woman nestled against his arm. He watched the way her fair features turned upwards, the fluorescent lighting above painting the curve of her jawline in such a stark light. He could hardly help the way his gaze slowly drifted downwards, from the teal of her eyes to the porcelain nape of her neck and those sweet, glorious veins that lay just under the surface. How delicious he knew she tasted, how delectable she smelled and how bloody tempting she was to the married Englishman. That very brush of her tongue upon the plushness of her bottom lip caused his own to drift towards his sharpened canine in an entirely habitual manner, one that so tended to occur when his thoughts turned to more salacious carnal considerations. His brow rose almost inquisitively as the vibrancy of her gaze returned to him, her order hardly going unnoticed by the Englishman who had once described her unique flavor as that very dish. There was little doubt within his mind that she was well aware of what she was doing to him.
His gaze lingered upon for a moment before Sebastian pulled his attention instead towards the woman behind the counter. His own order was placed briskly, the young girl near scurrying to accommodate him, even as he added a request for tea. It was an admittedly British weakness, on that had persisted across several centuries and dozens of continents. There was a comfort to be had in that heated beverage, one he found himself desiring even as he watched the young woman diligently see to their order. It hardly took her long before the pair were presented with those to-go boxes and cups. Sebastian stepped forward to take those cups of tea, the Prince offering the young woman a warm simper in the process before he turned to offer one to Carolina. That almost coy glance hardly went unnoticed by the Incubus, even if Sebastian offered her little more than a faint nod. The Englishman glanced behind him, providing the young girl at the counter another enchanting simper as he offered her his thanks, only to trail within the wake of Carolina back towards the waiting SUV.
The soft murmur upon her lips drew the weight of his gaze, his own tongue gingerly brushing across his own lips in a subtle display of where his thoughts lingered. Nevertheless, it was that assistance that the girl behind the counter might melt that prompted a soft chuckle from the Prince. "Well, we can't have that." He muttered back, that simper this time offered to Carolina alone. The door of the SUV was opened for the approaching couple, Sebastian entirely content to slide into the darkened interior of the car after Carolina's feminine figure. He sipped upon the warm beverage nestled in his hands as the car left the creperie, the vampire entirely keen to draw what heat he could from the cup, even to the point of pulling off the cardboard sleeve meant to make holding the drink more comfortable. His gaze deviated from his beverage at the sweet sound of Carolina's soprano lit. "I find....that everything feels....better with a cup of tea." He offered with a small simper. As utterly tempting as she was, Sebastian had hardly forgotten the state he had found her within. He could not, in good conscience, indulge within those desires that lingered within him when she was not all right. "Carolina?" He inquired, those British notes distinctly tender, "Are you okay?"