Twenty four year old Dimitri Korotkoff was furious.
His father Valentin Korotkoff tasked him with the surveillance of the profligate Rhyland Leslie Darling while the former had gone with Rhal Darling to secure a secret deal with the Americans. That's right. The head of the Royals was involved in arms dealing with the United State's military.
Dimitri spat at the ground in front of Rhyland's mansion. He fervently believed that this kind of small childish task was unbefitting of him. Dimitri thought it was a complete and utter waste of his time. As the only son of Rhal Darling's most loyal supporter, Dimitri believed that he should also be playing in the big leagues.
Instead he was stuck here monitoring the movements of a social pariah in the werecommunity, one who was currently under house arrest for failing to attend a council dinner.
