Following the lady to the dining hall, Alex couldn't help but marvel at the numerous paintings and antiques lined up by the wall.
"Are these paintings from the hunting days of the Vampire Lord?" Alex asked as he saw paintings of hundreds of dead bodies piled up and a vacant throne resting over the tower.
In another picture, there was a round table with five seats only four of them were occupied by four different races. The seat of the Vampire Lord was left vacant.
In other pictures as well, the Vampire Lord couldn't be seen in any of them, even though Alex knew those paintings were dedicated to Azeroth.
"Hmm?" Alex hummed again; in questioning, however, Natasha ignored him, walking silently with her long hair swaying slightly with each step.
'Guess someone doesn't like to talk...' Alex didn't say anything after that and followed the woman in silence until they reached a certain door.
"He is waiting-."
