Draven sat on his throne with Serena beside him.
Since the morning, she seemed inclined to stick close by. Draven did not mind though.
In front of him was Dracula, who examined the map gifted to him by the Fairy Queen.
As he did, the man tugged at his blue moustache as though in deep thought.
"Well, the map seems accurate." He said. "But that's not what's at question here. What we should be asking, is whether the fairies tell the truth. Could a vampire clan really thrive under our radar for so long? And if so, who are they?"
Dracula was asking all the questions that Draven had asked himself.
"We could send scouts," Serena suggested from the sidelines. "I wouldn't mind going myself. Just give me a handful of Eversleepers and I could check what's going on there."
Draven considered the option but ultimately decided against it.
He had just started to grow closer to Serena. It would be foolish to risk losing that so quickly.
