The atmosphere was dark and gloomy, at the mansion of Ordonghaz. Many
Vampires were sitting in the big hall, all busy with their nightly
festivities, but unlike every other night, the ambiance wasn't exactly the
same. Now that the word of Amelia and Viktor's deaths has spread throughout
the whole house, nothing was the same. Their leisure and ease had vanished,
just like that, at the least thought that only one Elder was left to rule.
It's with a dim expression on their face that Kahn and the other Death Dealers have made their entrance, a few hours ago. They have failed to their mission that consisted to find and eliminate this coward, better known as Kraven of Leicester.
Mason, the captain of the Death Dealers who has stayed at the mansion in case of an unpredicted attack by the Lycans, has come up to Kahn, a questioning look on his face coming along with him. It was clear to him that they haven't found that Kraven. But what about Lord Viktor? And as far as he could remember, there has been a female Death Dealer who has gone with them, wasn't there? He glared at Kahn who guessed what he wanted to know. And by Kahn's cadaverous and dark expression, he figured out.
"Kraven?" he asked, slightly surprised.
Kahn slowly raised his head and said in some kind of disbelief, "No. Selene."
Mason turned around to face the crowd that was now eyeing both of the Death Dealers, Kahn's gloomy expression now transferred to his face. With a deep and stern voice, he announced, "Dear residents, it's with all my grief and angst that I proclaim you that only one of our great Elders remains to rule.
To this, the crowd froze, eyes widening and staring disbelievingly at the captain. What did he mean, exactly?
Mason continued, raising his voice, "Lord Viktor and Lady Amelia are dead. Soon, Lord Marcus will take the throne." The Vampires sitting in the hall were now exchanging glimpses of wariness and anxiety. "But it's with oath and pledge that I announce you that we will find the traitors and that they will pay for their deed. Viktor and Amelia will be avenged," he concluded.
He then turned back to face Kahn, who nodded faintly before heading towards his chambers. He just couldn't believe what was happening. After so many centuries when the Vampires detained full supremacy over the Lycans, in only one night, they had lost it. Though he knew he could count on Lord Marcus, he had a bad feeling about the upcoming events.
What also bothered him, not to say irritated him, was Selene, and the fact that she had betrayed her kind by putting an end to Viktor's immortal life. But he didn't knew why. He didn't know what were the different sensations Selene has suffered that same night. She, who was affected by a huge hatred of Lucian and his Lycans. A hatred that was never meant to be, perhaps. Kahn sighed, shaking his head, and continued his walk to his quarters.
It's with a dim expression on their face that Kahn and the other Death Dealers have made their entrance, a few hours ago. They have failed to their mission that consisted to find and eliminate this coward, better known as Kraven of Leicester.
Mason, the captain of the Death Dealers who has stayed at the mansion in case of an unpredicted attack by the Lycans, has come up to Kahn, a questioning look on his face coming along with him. It was clear to him that they haven't found that Kraven. But what about Lord Viktor? And as far as he could remember, there has been a female Death Dealer who has gone with them, wasn't there? He glared at Kahn who guessed what he wanted to know. And by Kahn's cadaverous and dark expression, he figured out.
"Kraven?" he asked, slightly surprised.
Kahn slowly raised his head and said in some kind of disbelief, "No. Selene."
Mason turned around to face the crowd that was now eyeing both of the Death Dealers, Kahn's gloomy expression now transferred to his face. With a deep and stern voice, he announced, "Dear residents, it's with all my grief and angst that I proclaim you that only one of our great Elders remains to rule.
To this, the crowd froze, eyes widening and staring disbelievingly at the captain. What did he mean, exactly?
Mason continued, raising his voice, "Lord Viktor and Lady Amelia are dead. Soon, Lord Marcus will take the throne." The Vampires sitting in the hall were now exchanging glimpses of wariness and anxiety. "But it's with oath and pledge that I announce you that we will find the traitors and that they will pay for their deed. Viktor and Amelia will be avenged," he concluded.
He then turned back to face Kahn, who nodded faintly before heading towards his chambers. He just couldn't believe what was happening. After so many centuries when the Vampires detained full supremacy over the Lycans, in only one night, they had lost it. Though he knew he could count on Lord Marcus, he had a bad feeling about the upcoming events.
What also bothered him, not to say irritated him, was Selene, and the fact that she had betrayed her kind by putting an end to Viktor's immortal life. But he didn't knew why. He didn't know what were the different sensations Selene has suffered that same night. She, who was affected by a huge hatred of Lucian and his Lycans. A hatred that was never meant to be, perhaps. Kahn sighed, shaking his head, and continued his walk to his quarters.
