Kaname sighed as he entered his room. His guards stayed at the door as the young man shut it behind him. He slumped into a seat on a chair and dropped his head into his hands. It had been a very long day. Not only had the senate 'politely' disagreed with many of his ideas but he had had to fend off numerous advances by the elder members for a drink of his blood. Declining, and staying polite, took more energy out of him then any other activity.
A brown package sitting on his desk caught his eye. He picked it up curiously and flipped it over, examining the paper wrapping for some clue as to what the package contained. The only markings on the box were two words written in large flowing script,
Kaname Kuran
Kaname tore away the paper and opened the box. Inside were a pair of white silk gloves and a silver neck tie, also made of silk. There was a small card on the top. Kaname picked up the small piece of white paper and read quickly what was written on it.
A small gift for you. Maybe you can use them at your next party. Kara
Kaname smiled and pulled on the gloves.