A Visit

The grand council chamber of the Vampire Society was steeped in an oppressive silence, broken only by the low murmur of discussions among the elders. Nahila Ven'dralis, the ruler of the vampires, sat at the head of the table, her expression impassive as she listened to the envoy's report.

"He refuses," the envoy finished, bowing his head. "Lord Aldritch has chosen caution and claims he will decide in time."

Hearing his words, the room erupted.

"This is an insult!" one elder snarled, slamming a fist onto the table. "Does he not understand the honor of the Ruler's invitation?"

"A mere upstart," another growled, his crimson eyes blazing. "He thinks himself untouchable, but he'll learn the folly of defiance."

"Enough," Nahila said softly, yet her voice cut through the din like a blade.

The elders fell silent, their eyes turning to her.