Blood Wars (The Revival) Mature Themes // Vampire RP! // Mystery // Romance// Closed!!

(- Try and refrain from one-liners if you can)

(Sorry!)

Eztli shook her head. "No. I'm only starting to read about us. I wasn't allowed to read books for a long time, so now that I finally can, I'm trying to catch up on what I'm supposed to know. I'm quite the joke in my family. They say I'm the "innocent child" even though I'm less innocent in experiences than most of them…." She sighed, and her eyes turned a dusky blue. "At least while I'm stuck here, I can read all these books!" She perked up, her eyes turning cobalt. "Though I wonder why my Aunt and Uncle brought me along?"

Etzli tilted her curiously. "Why with me? Most everyone tends to avoid me, but ever since I came here, I've already met two people. And I don't go out a lot. I haven't been out of the estate mansion in many years."

Etzli shrugged and watched Victor curiously. "Why are you here?" She stood up and stumbled with her book to a table, letting it down with a soft thump.

Cambria ended the call she had been on without saying goodbye to her brother on the other side. She felt a bit better knowing that her family would be safe in their manor for the time being, but with the King's erratic behavior who knew what would happen within the next week. I could be without a head. Cambria grimaced as she carefully rubbed her neck. Not the way she wanted to die.
Sighing, she turned to the wardrobe where she had stashed her clothing. She would need to look her best for the ball tonight. As the Heir to her family, she had a reputation to uphold.

Verrian slipped out of the library, scowling as he watched others enter and converse. If they needed to be in there, couldn't they at least be a bit quieter. The stake was, of course, close, stashed in his messenger bag that hung at his side. It held a plethora of books, vials, and now the stake that killed his mother.

He made his way up the long stairs hat winded themselves up into where his room perched, at the tallest tower. A bird's eye view, he had always thought. Now, it would be his view to watch the nobles that were all acused of murdering the queen.

Klaus caught eyes of a smaller vampire sneaking away, and the noble glanced up from his book to make sure it was not an illusion. He had come earlier to relax and unwind, already looking his best for the ball. He had run home to put on a nicer tux and slacks, covering it in a robe with his house symbol.
He shut the book and rose from his seat, setting it back into the shelf as he snuck after the vampire who thought he could be sneaky. Klaus followed them up and up, all the way to the very top.
"What are you doing here?" He finally spoke after a few moments in an accusatory tone.

(He talking to Verrian?)

(Yis)

"This is where my room resides, what I should ask is why you are in the Royal wing of the palace. Shouldn't you be in your guest room?" Verrian said, not blinking, which would be weird, if he weren't a vampire.

"In the topmost tower? Nevermind, then," He murmured more to himself, shaking his head a little. "I just saw you sneaking away. I didn't know the royal wing was up this way." He shook himself out a bit and sighed. "The royal wing is just down there, right?" He asked, pointing out of the windows and to a lit up one of one of the nobles' rooms.

(Low key think it's hilarious that so many vampires were hanging out in the library. You nerds. lol XD)

"This is a continuation of the Royal wing, and yes, all the way up here." Verrian sighed, looking back towards the other vampire.

(Errriiiiisisssssss)

(Lol Dom XD)

(Yes Emi?)

"This is a continuation of the Royal wing, and yes, all the way up here." Verrian sighed, looking back towards the other vampire.

"Right. Well, I'll leave you to it, then." He quite liked the King's son; Prince Verrian. Of course Klaus heard very little of him, but he seemed like a nice kid-vampire-thing. Now to see his eyes totally broken from the loss of his mother was saddening. "Do you ned help keeping an eye on the nobles?" He inquired suddenly.

"That would be much appreciated. You honestly seem like on of the most competent ones here." Verrian said, deciding that Klaus could be of help to him. His fingers tapped against the bloodstone pendant hanging at his neck, it was a gift from his mother.

(I like how Klaus thinks Ver is a kid when he's about 6 thousand years old, lol.)

Etzli saw Verrian and waved a little bit. He seemed agitated, but she supposed that would be expected. She turned back to Victor and said softly, "Why don't we grab some books then go elsewhere? The prince looked annoyed…. It'll be better if we go somewheres we won't be disturbed and won't disturb."

(Lmao)

"Competence is something that should be akin with our age," He murmured wisely, his nose pointed up slightly at the compliment.
"What would you like me to do, my Prince?"

Etzli quickly grabbed a couple of books along with her previous reading and stumbled out of the library after Victor. She trotted along beside him humming a lullaby softy and smiling.

(Lmao)

"Competence is something that should be akin with our age," He murmured wisely, his nose pointed up slightly at the compliment.
"What would you like me to do, my Prince?"

"Perhaps just observe for now." He mused out loud, arms crossed in thought. "Actually, I want to know who suspects who, it would help narrow down who actually killed my mother."