Chapter 93

Nine minutes into the hunt, Hanos was already bored. It was the same dribble, just like last year. The council members, Rifera and Luwid to be exact, and some of the princes would chase some scrawny men up until the slave market, killing them off, and Hanos was fed up. He wanted something different this year and felt only he could bring about the change.

With that in mind, he shot up from his chair and tore off his cloak. The action didn’t go unnoticed by Sia.

“Uncle, what are you doing?”

“What do you think?” Hanos asked as he grabbed his sword. “I’m going hunting.”

Thjis shot up from his seat. “You would do no such thing.”

“I only agreed not to interfere if the hunt was to my taste. It’s not.”

“We already have enough vampires in on the hunt, Hanos. We don’t need another,” Thjis countered.

“Rifera and Luwid are not good hunters, Thjis. Only I can...” he paused, then sniffed the air. There it was. That sweet scent he had perceived in the hall