Dead Soul Exorcist

35 | Something Crazy

Tonight, Vikrant realized the night sky was as dark as raven feathers. In the distance, lightning crackled, casting a beautiful streak of white across the canvas of the sky. Vikrant smiled at the pile of documents and proposals awaiting his approval, his tongue craving the taste of rich wine on his palate.

Vikrant snapped his fingers, and a loyal servant emerged from the door behind his desk. "Do you need something, Your Highness?"

"I want to know what that boy is up to," he said. His throat growing thirstier, Vikrant was eager to finish his daily tasks and retire to his study for relaxation.

"Prince Dravon is attending a ball he organized himself, Your Highness," the servant replied calmly.

"A ball?" Vikrant blinked cynically. "What sort of ball is not planned for weeks and doesn't seek my approval beforehand?"

"This ball is fully endorsed by the King, Your Highness," the servant explained. "To welcome the arrival of Earl Swiftwind's daughter from the land of Varidianth."

Vikrant fur