Let The Fight Decide

Nathan opened  the door when he heard the knock and was surprised to see Rafael standing there. 

Before he could ask the reason, he felt a strong punch on his nose that made him dizzy. He took a step back when he felt the blood coming out of his nose and Rafael had already entered, leaving him baffled.

"My lord, did I commit a mistake?" he asked in a soft voice as he followed the vampire when Michael came in from the other room. 

He stared at the scene and his eyes turned colder.

"It was you. Wasn't it?" Rafael stared at the man who was looking cautious but not at all regretful.

"It was your wife, right?" he asked back as he chuckled and walked towards his seat, "i knew that she was sharp and good at acting but i did not know that she could even change the color of her hair. If other witches come to know the same trick, we will not be able to differentiate them at all." as if that was the main point, he asked about it worriedly when he scoffed.