"You can submit it to the High House. How infuriating," scoffed Laurence, "Now the Kings have to take permission from the High House which has no actual origin."
"Forgive me father, but if I am not wrong, there are some people in the High House who might try to oppose the idea," Calhoun reminded Laurence, and a deep frown appeared on the older vampire's face.
King Laurence nodded his head in agreement over his son's words. There were still people in the High House who could disapprove of his request and question it. "Guards!" he called. And in came the guards who were standing outside the room. "Get Devon's finest executioners and send them to the High House where Queen's Morganna's work are. Have then killed once they are out. Send the order without any delay," he ordered the guards.
"There, we don't have to worry about my mother's minions," assured King Laurence, and Calhoun offered his father the kindest smile he could muster.
