199 Niall, the crown prince.

"Or... were you still a slave for what you are born to, you damn daddy's boy?"

Niall's expression grew icy as he looked at the taunting pair of crimson eyes. Hugo hit a nerve, was what his expression told the latter. 

"You made your choice, Duke. May you not regret it for I always make sure I always have the last laugh," came out a dark voice with words carrying the weight of its true value. "The next time we meet, your tongue is the first thing I will take from you."

He snapped his eyes, leaving the rest of his orders to the vampires that were with Hugo. He didn't even listen to whatever nonsense Hugo would spew, since he was good at aggravating people. 

"Your Highness." Niall glanced at the person who called him. "Two of the Tempest siblings had arrived, interrupting with the ambush."