The meeting hall for the vampire council was lively once again as all 13, no, 11 seats were filled with the Dukes taking up their respective positions with slight trepidation visible on their faces.
Nikolas, once the leader of this great council, no longer bothered to refer to himself as such as he sat with a complicated expression.
Just what is the problem now?... He couldn't help but wonder as he waited with the rest.
The same question was on the mind of the others but knowing better, they chose to wait patiently.
It took almost an hour before the doors leading into the hall opened again with Damian walking in with Charlotte beside him and Horace behind him.
The latter had his head down in servitude as Damian stopped at the entrance to scrutinize the expressions of everyone present.
A few averted their gaze for fear of gaining his ire causing him to scoff in his heart whilst Charlotte looked on with disdain.
