Just as Yul said, he had arranged a ti and date for to et those allied forces of the Bloodfang. It took him two weeks and for those past two weeks, I kept acting, as usual, to avoid garnering unwanted attention.
"They're waiting," Yul said as he gazed back up at , while I stared at the narrow stairs leading to an underground eting place just right inside the gambling place.
My eyes narrowed, trying to see anything further than the lamp in Yul's hand could reach, but nothing. I shifted my gaze to him and nodded, following his lead. There would be no fun if I could guess how deep and far this dark path was.
"Had they always known about ?" I asked to break the deafening silence between us.
"I don't know, but since Hell brought a human with him, it was possible they had been watching you from the very beginning," Yul explained, hinting at how little interaction he had with these people I was about to et. "Although I am an observer in the palace, reporting to them is not my duty."
"I see." I nodded in understanding.
What I had realized for the past two weeks, each piece the Bloodfang left in their little sche acted individually. Each had their own roles to fulfill… including .
"Even though we're on the sa side, don't trust them so much, sis," Yul warned in a deep voice, almost like a whisper.
I gazed at his back but said nothing. Yul was a child from our clan who had taken the spot of the dead twin of Cassara. Thanks to the ntally unstable Carmilla, one among many mistresses of the late king, Cassara's mother, and the help of another Bloodfang mber for Yul to resemble her, no one had questioned Yul's birthright.
"Do you abhor our clan for putting you in the enemy's den?" I asked after a prolonged silence.
Yul didn't answer imdiately. "Unlike you, I'm a pawn. My survival or death in the palace will not make a huge impact on our clan's plans."
"If you see as your master, you better stop thinking like that, Yul," I urged calmly. "You better value your life just as much you value mine because… you're the only one I have right now."
Silence enveloped the two of us as the path we're taking seed to have no end. Still, I couldn't feel anyone's presence.
"About Hell," I snapped my eyes upon Yul's remarks. "What are your plans about him? It'll be more strange if he isn't scheming sothing and we might need to confront him."
"What do you think, Yul? You owe him for protecting you."
"If he doesn't harm you, I don't think I will fight him head-on," Yul answered, as honest as he could be. "However, my blood and I chose you, so whatever decision you will make, I will follow it. No questions asked."
His answer made the corner of my lips curled into a subtle smile. "Rember those words, Yul. And don't ever forget you are not just my pawn… you're my only family."
Yul glanced back at , but all he had seen was the sharpness of my eyes as my smile vanished.
'You might question your decision, Yul. I hope you can trust until the end… I hope Sam can too.' I whispered internally, and soon the door of hell ca to our sight.
It didn't take us that long to stand in front of the unguarded door. This private underground eting room was unguarded, which only ans the people inside were filled with different and powerful types of vampires.
Yul looked back at , and our eyes instantly t. "I only t a few of them, so I didn't know who else is inside."
"It doesn't matter whether or not you know them. Don't worry about ." I stared back at Yul for a mont before he nodded and knocked on the door once.
After Yul knocked on the door, he waited for a good ten seconds before pushing the door open. As soon as he did, we intruded into the brightly lit room, which was surprisingly cozy inside. The first thing I noticed was the bookshelves on the wall — they were tons of them.
"We've arrived," Yul announced in a low tone as he placed the lamp on the nearest stand. When Yul did, my eyes imdiately landed on the people scattered inside; most, I an, everyone was male and I'm the only female inside.
For a mont, they remained silent with their eyes fixed on , studying from head to toe. I did the sa and scanned every face and etched them in my head.
"So, the ninth prince isn't lying when he said that the Duchess of Grimsbanne is the person who we had been eager to et!" A nobleman approached with a sly smirk on his lip. "I am Baron Mortas Martin. It's a pleasure to finally et the last descendant of the Bloodfang."
Mortas Martin offered his hand as he bowed down a little, but I didn't give him my hand. Instead, I stared at him for a long ti until he chuckled awkwardly and withdrew his hand.
"Baron Martin, I am not the only descendant of the Bloodfang. Yul is my blood brother, please don't forget that." My eyes glinted, and my tone was frigid. I noticed the slight irritation in his false smile as he nodded.
"My apologies." He beckoned a neck bow politely.
"Apology accepted… just this once." I smiled when Mortas' jaw tightened.
There was a mont of silence in the room as I gradually felt their change in impression on . I already felt their disappointnt from their gaze they set their eyes on , so I had to indirectly tell them I wouldn't be their marionette.
"Alright, everyone. Since the Duchess had arrived, shall we start this… seance?" One man with a distinct platinum hair color clapped his hand, breaking the stifling silence, and caught our attention. He had this bright smile on his face as he gazed around before setting his pair of golden eyes on .
'This man's aura… is no joke.' I smiled as I felt him pulling an aura on , but pretended not to feel it.
"That would be better," I agreed with a nod, and my response seed to please him as I noticed his eyes glinting in amusent.
"No wonder…" He murmured, but I couldn't hear the rest of his murmuring as everyone took a seat.
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