Lordic walked to the room where Ramnlin was waiting for him. He came to a stop at the door and straightened his clothes. He opened the door and walked in. Ramnlin got to his feet just as he walked in. The vampire smiled as he got closer. He looked like he was still trusting as ever. That was his weakness. He never suspected anyone of malicious intent, even him. That’s how he managed to stab him in the back, and removed him from Maximus’ side so that he could move in. Ramnlin was once Maximus’ number two. He had all the power and protection. He would have had this house too, if he’d stayed by his side. But Lordic had wanted it for himself. And so he took it.
Lordic rubbed his face, feeling a little guilty. But he pushed it away, because that was the way of life. One minute you’re on top,
