Third Person's POV
Her words were honeyed, her demeanor deferential, and her every movement tailored to please.
She was none other than the shapeshifting vampire Rina, who had turned into a bat to meet Ethan the previous night.
A faint smile curved across Altheria's lips.
"You always know exactly what to say, Rina," she chuckled lightly.
Then, a louder, more amused laugh escaped her.
"You are right… hahahaha… what could those fools possibly do to me or the people I choose to favor?"
Her crimson eyes glinted with confidence.
"After all, were they able to do anything to little Ethan?
Even now, they can't openly blame me for sending Little Raven, especially when that big buffoon Solomon was acting so recklessly and selfishly."
She paused briefly as she tapped her chin with slender fingers.
"Now, would you care to do something for me—"
Before she could finish, her voice cut off abruptly, and her playful expression vanished.
