Third Person POV
A centuries-old huge castle stood far into the woods, away from any atom of civilization. Massive rusted iron gates protected its entrance, and it was also surrounded by giant trees whose branches prevented sunlight from casting its rays into the building. The dark, aged castle was only lit with the help of torches stationed around the walls.
"My lord!" Rhoda greeted, bowing her head at a ninety-degree angle. Rhoda was positioned in the middle of a dimly lit hall room occupied by four other men seated on a throne. A step lower than the magnificent throne behind them, which was unoccupied.
These men were the higher-ups- aka the council members of the vampires. They headed the mission of resurrecting their king.
"Is the plan in place?" One of the men, Lucien, spoke.
"Ye
