Axel took the hint. "I guess I will leave you alone now, then." he said, as he made his way to the door to his room. As he went, his eyes passed over the piles of books that Jayden was studying. Axel couldn't help but wonder what the vampire's job was, and what the purpose of all the studies were. It was so far removed from his intensive but rather limited training. What could be the purpose of all this information? Axel was barely literate himself. The vampire world really was a whole different realm.
Axel opened the door that let to his adjacent room, closing it softly behind him. He breathed deeply as he looked around the room. The room held a bed along one wall, a wooden desk and a leather chair on the other. A chest of drawers also sat beside the bed and a mirror leaned next to it.. The floor was wood. The walls were wine red, as were the bed sheets. They reminded Axel of the color of blood. Axel quickly pushed the thought out of his mind. The room was sparse, but comfortable. Much more luxurious than he was used to. Axel immediately wriggled his feet out of his boots, shrugged off his stiff button-up shirt, and collapsed onto the bed with a smile. Maybe he could get used to being a bodygaurd.
Axel opened one eye and looked at the chest of drawers beside him. On top of it was a neatly folded outfit, presumably for the next day when he would officially begin his work. Next to it was a coil of rope. That was for tying himself up just in case he went berserk in the middle of the night. Axel chuckled humorlessly. He was still a feral werewolf.