Varsel's Main Mansion. Dining Place.
"Ugh. I wonder why father called us today?" Andrei Vona Varsel [19 years old. 5th son born from the 5th Wife] slumped into the glamorous and well-decorated dining table, his deep purple hair covered his purple cat-like eyes.
"Brother Andrei, can you stop slumping like that? You'll look like an old man." Andrea Vona Varsel [19 years old. 3rd daughter born from the 5th wife], Andrei's twin, sitting beside him, scolded.
"Well, little Andrei has always been acting like an old man. There's no changing him about that." John Kei Versal [23 years old. 2nd son born from the 4th wife.] laughed gently, his long crimson hair was arranged in his left shoulder neatly. His blue cat-like eyes narrowed.
"Father wouldn't call us for a luncheon over simple matters. Seems like something is bound to happen soon." Hailey Jill Varsel [24 years old. 1st daughter born from the 1st wife] put down the delicate tea-cup. Her brown hair and red cat-like eyes stared at the people sitting at the dining table.
"Eldest sister is right. Father has never been so quiet before." Killin Lein Varsel [22 years old. 3rd son born from the 2nd wife] murmured under his breath. Silver glasses covered his piercing black cat-like eyes.
"What's weirder is, Gina, is coming too." Leon Devi Varsel [17 years old. 6th son born from the 6th wife] mused, taking in the surprise in everyone's faces with his silver-ash cat-like eyes.
"Gina? Uncle Alucard's daughter? She's coming too?" Alexis Mira Varsel [20 years old. 2nd daughter born from the 3rd wife] raised her eyebrows. Her long golden hair flutter as she fans herself and her golden cat-like eyes were filled with interest.
"The one whom even fourth sister can't see the face of?" Haide Lor Varsel [21 years old. 4th son born from the 3rd wife.] snickered. His pink cat-like eyes twinkled in mischief.
"Shut the f*ck up pinky hair. Why don't you do it, then? Uncle's daughter is like a ghost! No matter how I try and trespass the Fantasma manor, I can't find her! And all the maids say that she didn't even depart from her room!" Louissa Devi Varsel [18 years old. 4th daughter born from the 6th wife] snarled. Her curly orange hair trembled along her body. She, the best among those who gather information and stealth among her siblings, can't even see the face of their uncle's daughter no matter how many times she tried. 'Ah, humiliation is eating me up!'
"Don't even get me started at the hidden rooms, tunnels, and secret doors! I have checked it in detail but still can't find her! It's outrageous!" Louissa's silver-ash cat-like eyes narrowed in anger.
"Father is coming. Louissa, you should lower your voice." Alucius Jill Varsel [25 years old. 1st son born from the 1st wife] quietly spoke. His striking resemblance to his father's face intimidated his younger siblings instantly.
The dining table quietened as the door opened with a loud creak. A man, 6ft tall paired with a muscular body, entered the room.
His black hair and black eyes intimidated everyone in the room and left them to lower their heads.
The man sat at the head seat quietly, making everyone habitually nervous.
"Looks like someone is late." A deep baritone voice resounded in the room as Alexander stared at the empty seat opposite of him.
*Click* *Clack*
In the quiet dining room, footsteps from outside can be heard from the inside. The Varsel children perked their ears, knowing that this was the 'phantom' of their Varsel house, their Uncle Alucard's daughter, Gina.
The dining door opened and eyes immediately went to the...fuzzy figure.
"Huh?" Louissa was the one who reacted quite loudly. The Varsel family members, from their smarts to their looks, were sharp. Even the most beautiful lady in the family, Alexis, was sharp-looking.
But this cousin of theirs...how to say it? It was like throwing a fluffy sheep among the pack of sharp-looking wolves. The Varsel siblings' impression of this ghost-like cousin of theirs was based on their uncle's portrait, someone possessing a deep pair of eyes, with ashen hair and eyes, surrounded with a mysterious aura, or something like that.
Expectation versus reality hit the Varsel siblings hard. Even Alexander, who already met his niece once, was still quite surprised by her appearance. In the Varsel family tree, no matter who, their appearance remains mainstream into sharp-looking people no matter how strong the genes from other families intrude theirs.
Andrei activated his innate ability and started a chat with his twin.
'Andrea, she doesn't look like Uncle. But she did look like she belong to the Ferer family.' Andrei questioned.
'Idiot. For the past generation and the current one, the Ferrer doesn't have any females birthed.' Andrea denied.
'Maybe an illegitimate child? You know?' Andrei refuted.
'Don't tarnish the romance of the Ferrer family! Unlike us, the Ferrer's are devoted lovers! They never had any concubines or consorts or second wives! You stupid male moron.' Andrea raged.
Andrei cut off the connection and ignored his twin's fiery glare.
"Good afternoon, Uncle Alexander, cousins." The fluffy figure bowed her head and silently sat at the last empty seat available.