The sun was setting, casting a warm golden hue over the sprawling grounds of Alaric's new mansion. The day had been long and full of revelations, and as Alaric arrived home, he was ready for a moment of respite. His mind was still processing the information he had received at the Blackwood Estate, and he hoped that a quiet evening would help him gather his thoughts.
The mansion's grand entrance welcomed him with the familiar feeling of stability. The servants, who were all vampire viscounts loyal to his real grandfather, greeted him with the same respectful nods they had since his arrival. Their presence was a comforting reminder of the strength and support he had behind him.
Inside, the mansion was peaceful. The large windows in the foyer allowed the dying light of the day to filter in, casting long shadows across the polished marble floor. Alaric walked through the halls, appreciating the serenity that had replaced the tension of the day.
