Vampire Kings Castle.
"Your Majesty, I came here today to ask your permission," Natashia spoke in a surprisingly respectful tone.
"..." Vlad looked at Natashia with his blood red eyes; 'Interesting, she's gotten stronger, just like that little girl...' He could already imagine what had happened when he realized that an older vampire became a little stronger suddenly, something that was normally impossible.
After all, the older a noble vampire got, the harder it was for them to get stronger.
"Permission for what?" Vlad spoke up, clearly pretending not to understand why she was here.
"I want your permission to challenge Clan Horseman for the title of vampire count." Natashia continued speaking in a respectful tone.
"...You know you don't need my permission for this, right?" Vlad's eyes glowed a little blood red.
"I do not know." She was completely honest.
"What do you mean?" Vlad asked.