The Vampire King
The brunette, nervous, grabbed the handle of the Night Raven with both hands.
“You think you can kill us with this toy?” – a short man of about thirty, with cold gray eyes, asked mockingly. “Marius Waltrim,” William remembered the elder’s name.
Standing next to Marius, a tall, blue-eyed brunette - Horace Stinar - chuckled:
“And you, as I see it, have moved to the Higher stage,” the man remarked. - Ah ah ah. We should be aware of such things.
“I don’t have to report to the Lord’s pack of chained dogs,” William muttered through his teeth, without taking his wary gaze off the advisers. They seemed suspiciously calm.
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