With a bright flash of light, the empty teleportation room of the Old Museum was no longer empty.
Ezra straightened his overcoat and led the way out, his wives following.
"Why don't vampire counts live underground anymore?" Gen mused as they walked. "Nowadays, everyone wants their throne room in the sky. I mean, what's up with that?"
"It's simple isn't it?" Red commented. "The two things they had to be cautious of are no longer great dangers."
"Okay." Gen frowned. "I get that the sun is one of those things but what's the other one?"
"Other vampires." Olivia answered as their footsteps echoed around the corridors. "Before the death wave, there were a lot more vampires. A lot more than we have today. Imagine First City with at least ten different counts, each with their own subjects."
"That's… a lot." Gen nodded.
