"Anton's rule still stands," He repeated, his voice barely a whisper.

He stood a bit straighter, his eyes fixed on Devin as though waiting for him to make a sudden move.

Valdis was right, after all. But Valdis being right wasn't going to just crush something so ingrained in Klaus's psyche. As far as Klaus was concerned, the closest thing to a 'good' vampire was that there were some that didn't play with their food first.

"I acted rashly - my apologies," he said, the usual warmth and kindness in his tone utterly gone.

"The hotel is neutral ground, Blood Breed. But if you lay a hand on anyone here, I will seal you."