Meanwhile; a doorbell rang that shook the entire household still on shells from earlier encounter. Seth slinked up from the kitchen table in a tidy manor. At the door was an entirely too pale young girl in a soft lilac dress ending with the slight curve of her buttocks. Age undecipherable between eight and sixteen standing barely at four feet eleven. “Hello. I am Tsuki, Servant of Victor of the Vladamin Family. My master would like the pleasure to dine this afternoon with the Fangaria Family.” She spoke low, slightly audible and monotonously as if speaking to no one, paired with the lack of eye contact she could have been mistaken for a ghost.

“I’m Seth Fangaria and I’m sorry to inform you tha-”

“I’m the head of this family and I will be the one to respond. Its name is Nothing.” Alex somehow stood arm’s length away, yet so far away. “Actually,” an all too familiar voice came down the stairway; one deliberate step at a time. “I am the head of this family my dear little Alexander.” Unable to hide his hate Alex dug his nails so far into his palm, it stained the marble. Alex nodded to his father in a gentleman fashion dismissing himself when his anger was replaced with shock in two symbols.

“Daddy.” Every head turned, especially Alex’s searching for something that wasn’t there. It’s pupils was black like any normal boy. Seth was back. The one he hated almost as much as his father. His reminder. “Hello, Everyone,” he greeted the room. “Oh and tell you Master we would be happy to have him. Especially Elaine and my darling Alda Cassidy, “ he sneered at the reminder of what sweet Alda Cassidy represented.

“Thank you, Sir. My Master will be pleased.” She bowed 135 degrees revealing to Alex, Seth, and the King a plump little fruit. The king cleared his throat as they all watched the messenger part. Vessuillus cam up put his arm around Seth unusually fatherly. “Now, let’s all continue lunch and tidy prepare for this afternoon.” He parted with a challenging gaze matching Alexanders'.