She was wrong when she thought that it would be just that easy and soon it was proven correct.
The front line of Vampires that belonged to the elite sect rose in the air. It was considered a very disrespectful gesture in the presence of a King and also, a call of War. Immediately, Xavier pulled Isabella behind him, stepping on the front as he glared in the direction of the rebels.
"What kind of courage is this, morons?!" One of the Vampire guards who was also in charge of the Palace and Royals security, demanded.
"We will never accept a Queen from the ones who wash our dirty dishes." The one who rose in the air a little higher said, sneering. He seemed to be the new chosen leader and the boast of power was apparent on his smug tactics.
The guards surrounded their King and Queen but their number was less than the ones whom they were encountering who seemed to have come prepared.