Reuben, the head and the current in charge of the council didn't wait for the coachman to open the door, he turned the handle from the inside of the carriage and stepped out to look at the tall mansion that stood in front of him. Being born as a natural half-vampire to a human mother and a vampire father, he had served as the head council for a few decades now. After the recent war that broke in the South empire between the witches and the vampires where few humans of the higher rank had joined them, it had given him the impression that matters would settle down before a new one would arise but he had been so wrong to think about it.
Removing the hat which he wore on top of his head, he tucked it under his arm and walked into the mansion to hand his staff and hat to the maid who stood at the entrance. He noticed that it wasn't the butler who usually attended the guests who arrived at the mansion.
"Master is in the drawing room."
