"What is your goal in all of this?"
The moment the question left Lucian's mouth, his eyes glowed faintly.
Silas's eyes grew dull, losing their focus, while his pupils flickered crimson—a shade eerily similar to Lucian's own.
His lips parted slightly, and after another second of silence, he finally spoke.
"To take over the Duchy."
He said in a flat monotone voice.
The answer echoed through the massive hall, and instantly, everything went silent.
Vivienne's eyes narrowed sharply, glowing with killing intent.
Inwardly, she was once again shocked by the use of Charm—something that didn't, or at least shouldn't work on vampires.
But remembering how she herself had been charmed by Lucian, she let that thought slide for now.
Meanwhile, Valentina didn't seem nearly as surprised by the revelation, as she had already noticed Lucian reacting strangely to the man's presence.
And by now, she knew almost all of his abilities, absurd as they were.
