As soon as Vladimir disappeared from the sight of the mother son duo he immediately re-materialized elsewhere.
"where have you been." a feminine voice called out form the shadows of the room Vladimir had just appeared in, "father has been waiting for you" the shadowy figure continued.
"Amira, you really need to stop interacting with humans," Vladimir said in a slightly frustrated tone as he stared at the person hidden in the shadows, "those cheap tricks of yours can only work on them"
As a vampire he was fully capable of seeing very clearly even in absolute darkness, it was almost meaningless for anyone to hide in literal shadows when facing him or any of his kind.
The person in the shadows was Amira, Vladimir's younger sister and the youngest child of the Octavia family.
"you said father was waiting for me" Vladimir asked while changing his outfit to a more formal attire, his chiseled abdomen and well defined biceps were revealed. He was the son of the duke and while he was in the duke's castle he had to adhere to the rules.
When in Rome act like the Romans do.
"how do you expect me to know what goes on in the mind of that old man," Amira said nonchalantly, she moved out from under the shadows to reveal her womanly figure, her dark brown hair flowed down her back all the way to he soft plump butt that seemed to jiggle ever so slightly with step she made, her c cup boobs stood firm and perky on her chest, she was 5 feet 10 inches but she was still a bit short compared to Vladimir who was 6 feet 2 inches.
Amira walked up to Vladimir, she was so close that their bodies would make contact with the slightest movement from either of the them, she had to look up just to see his face, Amira moved closer, their lips were almost touching each other, Vladimir was unfazed.
"Do you trust me, Amira asked with the softest voice, It was almost a whisper, her strawberry flavored breath wafted up his nose
"You should know by now that I trust no one", Vladimir said as he finally retreated and turned away from his sister.
"You really need to stop playing games Amira, grow up" Vladimir said as he walked of to meet with their father.
Amira was left alone in the room still pouting at her brother's words. "I really need a new plaything" she said to herself while walking out of the room following closely behind Vladimir.
They walked in silence for about 30 minutes in silence before they reach the two magnificent double doors that guarded the duke from the outside world.
Two majestic black obsidian doors stood in from of them, an intricate design filled with human skulls and bats adorned the surface of the doors, they were over 20 feet tall and 15 feet with, this was clearly something that no ordinary individual could afford.
Just to open those doors, an individual would have to apply a 100kg of force!
Vladimir seemed a bit reluctant to meet what was on the other side of those doors. "fuck this" Vladimir cursed under his breath before pushing the doors open, the heavy doors flung open wide under the force of Vladimir's palm.
Amira didn't walk in with him, she just stood outside the door with a bored look in her eyes.
Vladimir took a deep breath once again then he took a step forward into the room.
A heavy pressure immediately descended upon him the moment he took that first step but he had to keep on walking forward even though it felt like there was a mountain on his back. After his fifth step the pressure disappeared like nothing ever happened.
"Father," Vladimir said as he knelt on one knee with his head down.
"Rise" a calm and steady voice spoke from the throne.
*clak*clak *clak* clak*
His footsteps echoed through the room, he walked with the confidence and grace of true ruler; a tyrannical one that is.
The pressure Vladimir felt earlier was created by his father's presence alone, the only reason it lessened was because his father was suppressing his presence for his sake.