We walked into the dining hall or whatever this was.
The place seemed like it was taken out of a history book or an old painting.
It was a room fit to feed the king's... well they are kinda kings. Well not kinda, they are kings of the vampires.
I am pretty sure they were real royalty at one point or another. With crowns and castles, and all of the royal stuff.
My eyes wandered to Damian's face and this time as I was looking at him I thought about the ways he looked in the previous decades... like a lord... like a king or maybe a prince... a warrior dressed in metal armor... even fifty or hundred years ago... he had to evolve with the masses to just be a part of it.
Looking around this room and the house itself I can tell that his father made a different choice. By the looks of it he i
