“They are here, My King.”
Erevus bit the inside of his cheek as he walked down the hallway towards a large tapestry. He pulled it to the side and descended the stairs. The stairs opened up into a large room with stone archways. A stone circular table sat in the middle with four other purebred vampires already seated around it.
Erevus took his seat. All of them appeared serious except for Cilarius, who just looked amused.
“High coven,” Erevus said.
Lukon was the first to speak. “How is everything in the Dark Kingdom? We have heard of Torrin’s infiltration of Fildira.”
“A concern.” Erevus said. He glanced at Politar, who had recently lost his Kingdom he ruled over to Torrin in the southern part of the land, which partly included it being in Kilgindore. “But we have been fortifying al
