In the castle, employees and servants rushed to finish their tasks and leave the hall spotless because today is the arrival of a famous painter who would paint a portrait of the king and his family. As dusk approached, the hall was impeccable. The Gothic and refined architecture was quite present, with the predominant colors being red and shades of black and gray. The painter, named Encre, had arrived, but he wasn't greeted in such a warm way..

The young prince, Jasper, looked at the painter with a certain superiority and disgust.

Jasper: "Tsc.. why does it have to be a mortal? Ugh, he's just food in the form of decoration.."

Charlos, Jasper's younger brother by 2 years, seemed quite unhappy with the mortal, but he refused to say anything or even look at the painter. So Charlos looks at his father and asks.

Charlos: " ..can we drink his blood when he's done? "

Fallacy sighs in frustration. His imposing and stoic figure is quite suffocating, even for high-ranking vampires. He looks at his children and says.

Fallacy: "Patience, my children.. it's an advantageous virtue, so it's best that you learn to have it.."

He said in a serious and dry tone, as usual. He looks at the painter, coldly and severely, and Encre seemed quite uncomfortable and scared by the presence of the vampires, but he remains silent as he places the blank canvas on the easel. He isn't risking his life. Fallacy then says.

Fallacy: "I expect nothing less than perfection.. painter.. now.. Suave, call for my wife/queen (or husband if male)."

The butler bows and retires to fulfill his orders. Walking through the corridors, Suave walked until he reached the royal chambers, and then knocked three times on the door.

Suave: "Your Majesty? The king and his children are awaiting your arrival so the painter can begin the painting.."