I will not marry anyone but Eunice

Lucian was going to set his motherland people free.. and if anyone tried to misbehave he'd grind their bones into powder, mixed up with sheep's blood or some such ridiculousness and drink them up... he'd slice them up as they linger around with hearts of vampires.. his mind was tickling along in a rational manner..

his people trying to prop him up to some throne to overlook their activities, he'd retaliate now and have his rest,

"My Lord consider them"..

"I've had time to consider more than that, there's one more, his followers like my father as the acknowledged leader"..

Aron stood watching him disappear from his sight.. he shook his head reluctantly..

"Lucian!".

he turned to look at his mother who was standing with a nude expression.. "your father told me what you said, I think you keep trying if he can welcome such conversations means there's a possibility he'd accept it someday..