(Northern Region- Outskirts Of New Atlantic City)
(Castle Eden- Throne Room)
Camilla sat on her throne with a bored expression on her face. She watched as more and more vampires entered the grand hall.
There was a distinct lack of familiar faces.
Many of the representatives in the room were individuals who had been converted while she had been asleep, so she did not recognise them.
As for their predecessors…
Immortality did not mean invulnerability.
The beautiful female vampire scowled slightly as she remembered some unpleasant memories.
Fortunately, her bad mood passed fairly quickly as she stole a glance at the knight standing patiently behind her.
Mary had remained frozen in place with her hand on her sword for at least an hour now and had not moved once.
The white armour that she wore was covered with horrific red runes drawn on its metallic surface.
She did not smell like a human.
