Two days after the auction.
"I command you to return home and take your responsibilities, Sacha," said an authoritative tone, an old man in his sixties, most of his black hair graying, his stern face adorned with a thick black beard. He stood facing his daughter, Sacha, whom he considered still immature and playing the role of a rebellious teenager. It was undoubtedly Klaüs Leend.
A week ago, Klaüs, the former of the Blood clan, learned from his guards that his daughter was in Vacruen. Initially, he had never forced her to return, especially after the tragedy, but now it was different. The Blood clan had officially left the VIGINTI and declared opposition to it. Therefore, to survive until its advent, the clan first needed to be united and forget past grievances.
"I refuse, father. I am no longer part of your clan."
