The Banquet [part 3]

"We have something to say...."

Edward flinches momentarily, startled by the sudden eruption of voices.

Oh, here it comes...

I glance down at the vocal individuals and focus on two vampires staring fiercely in my direction. Most of the other vampire lords wear wide grins, showing their support for this daring duo.

Observing them closely, they appear to be youthful vampire lords, around five hundred years old, but with the physical appearance of thirty-year-old humans.

The vampire on the left has jet-black, impeccably styled hair that matches his deep crimson eyes. The second vampire, who spoke, is of similar height, with unkempt blonde hair and a pair of saggy eyeglasses that threaten to slide off his nose.

Shifting my gaze between them, a sense of abnormality and desolation emanates, especially from the first handsome vampire who intermittently runs his hands through his hair.