Queen Astrid was feeling superior to her brother. At last, she could look down to the vain and narcissistic Lord Darius!
"Queen Astrid..." Darius spoke humbly, too.
Anyway, he should be subservient because--look at him!
"Lord Darius, you are shameful! You are not lord anymore! You are a beggar!"
"Oh, I beg for your mercy! I shall be loyal and devoted to you from now on!"
"Hmm... what can you do for me--for starters?"
"I will tell you the dhampirs' plan to overthrow the throne," Darius whispered with a sly look on his face.
"Do you think they will succeed?" A seed of fear started to grow rapidly inside Queen Astrid.
"Yes! They are stocking up in ammunitions lately."
"Ammunitions?"
"They are purchasing silver bullets and silver guns. They plan to annihilate the whole palace of vamp
