Silence.
In a sitting room in Almandine Castle, three men sat facing each other.
One of them sat with his back to the light of the setting sun, golden eyes shining horribly bright. While the other two looked pale, looking down at the low table before them.
"Do you know the only regret I have in my life right now?" asked the golden-eyed man. His black silhouette looked even more menacing with that cold voice coming from him.
"My only regret right now is..." the man answered his own question, "...that I was born 75 years earlier than my wife."
A horror fell on the atmosphere of the room. The other two men sitting facing the golden-eyed man paled even more and widened their eyes.
"Technically speaking, I might only live for a few years in those 75 years, considering I often fall into a coma and remain unconscious for long periods. Even before I met her, I only woke up during the full moon."