"You must be wondering why you are still alive, are you not?" A familiar voice that belonged to Ryan asked, causing Draven to lift his head.
He didn't say a word to him but just watched him approach him with Lestat and a pair of scissors in his hand. What was it for? To kill him?
Ryan stood in front of him, while Lestat stood by the side, both smiling.
"My dear little brother, do you know how long we've waited for this day?" He asked and began to laugh. "Almost eternity, honestly. We thought at some point that this day wouldn't come to light, but who knew that all it took was for someone you trusted to betray you."
"What do you want?" Draven asked, his expression unimpressed.
Ryan's lip curved into a grin. "Oh, nothing much." He shrugged. "We are here to make your life a living hell. We'll have fun with you before Father finally kills you!"
