Like every day, Levan got up a couple of hours before the sun actually showed up above the horizon. As usual, he took the time to make himself presentable, putting on a mostly black outfit with some touches of purple here and there. Black was the least susceptible colour to get messy, and Levan liked how it contrasted with his pale complexion and hair. Speaking of hair, the vampire obviously took care of it ; his insanely long pale gold hair was properly brushed, then braided so it wouldn't get in the way while working.

There. Now he was ready to get to work. So, Levan went down the stairs, and opened his office. His practice was on the ground floor of the mansion, while the other floors remained private. Convenient, isn't it? A cup of coffee in hand, the vampire opened a window to let some fresh air in. The city was as lively as ever. With spring around the corner, a joyful chill was perceptible all around the kingdom. Even more in cities as big as this one. Soon enough, the long succession of festivals and various other festivities would begin. A faint smile adorned Levan's lips as he thought about it.

A few sudden knocks on his door drew the physician out of his thoughts.

"Ah, time to work it seems..."