A heavy silence followed Raphael's words, cutting his enthusiasm short. He frowned and lowered the hand that was agitating the letter just a second before.
"Not everyone at once," he scoffed. "What is it? Now that our brother finally writes back, you won't even listen anymore?"
Milena and Tiphania exchanged a glance, her friend biting her lower lip.
"Sorry Raphael, but... Lucian said the war is almost over?"
"Yes, that's what I said. ...What is it now? Seriously, I'm the vampire running around in broad daylight here and I'm more awake than you. What's going on? Did I miss something very depressing? Because that is supposed to be a joyful piece of news right there, and I thought you'd appreciate it!"
Milena sighed again, slowly massaging her temples.
"Sorry, Raphael, it's just..
