The air inside the grand chamber was thick with dread. Rows of stone benches flanked the chamber in elegant semicircles.
Councilman Richard's entrance was met with a hush.
Veyron sat still at the center of the courtroom. His posture was calm.
"So, we have heard the case so far. Sage Veyron was caught illegally smuggling blood into Blood City," Richard said as he sat down. "Anything else before sentencing?"
"My Lord, I would like to point out that it seems you are quite impatient with trying the case. Sage Veyron was transporting almost 25 litres of blood. This is serious." The prosecutor said.
The vampire rose smoothly to his feet. He moved with the grace of someone who had practiced every gesture, every pause.
Veyron's eyes remained steady, fixed on the councilman.
"I find that insulting," Richard shot back. "We have been at this for five days now. Repeating the same thing over and over again. Is there anything else we need to talk about?"
