As Maverick finished writing a letter, a soldier hurried into the tent, his face set with urgency.
"Lord Beecham, I bring news from the lieutenant. A few vampires are approaching from the woods."
Maverick calmly folded the letter and said, "I understand. I'll be there right away."
The soldier hesitated before asking, "Should I alert Prince Julius and Lord Weston?"
Maverick paused for a moment, considering the situation. "No," he finally said. "I'll handle this myself."
The soldier saluted and left. Maverick sealed the letter, placing it inside an envelope, and made his way to where the lieutenant was stationed.
When he arrived, Maverick asked, "How's the situation?"
The lieutenant handed him a pair of binoculars, his voice tense. "Only a few of them. I think we can try the plan on them."
Maverick looked through the binoculars, surveying the distant figures. "I will go," he said with quiet resolve.
