In the grand hall of the Royal Palace of one of the twelve Vampire Lords, Zebel, together with the Lord of the Black Sky Disorder, and some others, presented themselves as an audience on this cold, deep night.
Various high-back chairs and a long mottled table were erected from the ground with the wave of the hand of the Vampire Lord. These high-back chairs were dark and crimson in luster. Zebel, as well as her companions, wearing a dark hoods, helped themselves as they had taken their seats.
At this moment, including the Vampire Lord's existence, as well as his equerry or the closest aid, and a few more others that he trusted, there were roughly around 30 to 31 individuals in this grand hall that was molded with the great architecture, though the atmosphere was serene and dim as there were only crimson lights that served as everyone's lights.
"A blessed night for this destined meeting, shall we begin then?"
