Damien Nevermore, The Vampire King
I felt tension in the room deepen, its threads twisting tighter with every word exchanged. Draven was nearing his breaking point.
Ulric's uncharacteristic surrender to the terms laid out by President Hearts had ignited a firestorm within Draven. The Dragon King's accusations towards Eirik echoed through the chamber, laced with raw emotion. He suspected, and rightly so, that Eirik harbored ulterior motives beyond a mere desire to expedite this ordeal.
The room remained silent as everyone absorbed Eirik's unexpected proposal of a weekly schedule. I, however, remained wary. Eirik's sudden shift in approach felt like a calculated maneuver, a chess move in a game I hadn't yet fully grasped.
The Elf King's words did little to quell my suspicions. He was a m
