Vampires possessed exceptional night vision abilities, and even though the lighting in the room was very dim, the guest was still able to clearly see the appearance of the other party.
Pale, bloodless skin, dark red eyes...
"A fellow creature?" The guest furrowed his brow, "Is this gentleman trying to 'share a table' with me for a meal?"
"Two against one? You play quite liberally, Your Excellency," Kael said with a laugh, gesturing with his hands, "But let's not, shall we? The appetite of two, this woman might die."
He came to snatch the prey—after contemplating for a moment, the guest chose to yield, "If you're hungry, sir, I'll give you this prey as a favor."
He didn't know when the other had appeared on the windowsill; he suspected that the other's title wasn't low and that he probably wouldn't be an easy opponent to handle. Rashly initiating a conflict would not be a wise move.
"Ah, no need for that, I've given up human blood," Kael lifted his hand.
