Wichura Clan, Nightingale, the Kingdom of Vampires.
"Count Wichura, Count Scarlett is here to see you," a vampire said, bowing respectfully.
"I was wondering when he would be visiting. It seems he is here to talk about our clan alliance," Count Wichura thought before ordering his underling, "Bring him to the hall."
With that command, he folded the files he was going through and disappeared.
"Nicholas, I'm glad you are here. Where is my future daughter-in-law? I heard that she has returned, and I was more surprised when I heard that she was with the two princesses of the Hailstorm Clan."
"He is a count, alright. He should have planted spies all over the continent. Well, I'm no better than him, and Matriarch Hailstorm didn't bother to hide that her daughters had returned," Nicholas thought, but he didn't show any expression besides a small courtesy smile.
"Yes, she has returned from the mortal world," Nicholas nodded.
