Michael and Clara had there minds stunned and reeling in shock from all the information Evelynn had shared! Even forgetting to drink the beverage served on the rectangular table before them.
There postures taut with there hearts beating in disarray as they remained seated on the elegant deep-purple sofa chair's in the eastern part of the large hall.
The information concerning the last nights attack on Black and what the implication of such an action would be certainly was a lot to process for Michael and Clara.
Despite there tens of millennia long ages and there status as the strongest Divine's of the Vampire race with a Saint tier bloodline. Not including there daughter, of course.
She was an anomaly anyways.
In meantime Evelynn herself took small sips of the aromatic blood wine from her wine glass served by Emma sometime ago. Who herself wasn't doing much better compared to her parents.
