The year is 993 YK and this part of Vladh's story takes place in the month Lharvion right in the middle of the summer that Nymm started. Salazar quietly prepared Vladh's welcome to the Falone family for everyone in Bhordur to know.

     Bhordur is a kingdom with a desert climate and at the same time forest, something bizarre in the logic of those who only hear and do not see. Vladh is in a room sitting on a chair and in front of a bed beside a headboard. Salazar made sure to bring Vladh's coffee, he serves his half brother with glamor and delicacy; Vladh takes a glass filled with juice extracted from the orange and begins to be amazed at how yellow the liquid is.

- Is this even coming if an orange?

- Yes. - Salazar replied smiling - here in Bhordur it may have the appearance of a dead desert, but we have forests that have the best fruits on the continent, and that are also sold to the whole continent.

- I don't care about your business. said Vladh rudely.

- Typical of you, direct and rude. But anyway, enjoy the best coffee you can have.

     Vladh tastes the coffee so well prepared and organized to start the morning willingly. Salazar opened the window and showed a painter outside waiting for him to make a painting.

- No need, I don't want that luxury. says Vladh with a hand on his face.

- Why? You just deserve it as a family member… why are you covering your face so hard?

- Maybe for ... - Vladh showed his hand full of blisters and burns.

- Ah really the light !!

     Salazar closed the window as soon as possible, and even asked to put a window that prevents the sun from entering the room. Stor Salazar's son and Mhora's successor was looking at Vladh's almost raw hand.

- Doesn't it hurt?

- No.

- Why? asked Stor, turning his head a little.

- Why…

- Why didn't you take your sister to gallop in the countryside to the north? - asks Salazar rudely.

     Stor runs to his appointment, Vladh's hand is slowly regenerating. Vladh looked at Salazar with an indescribable expression.

- Why do you look at me like that?

- Your son already has commitments, it looks like he will be a great successor ...

- Yes.

     Vladh picked up his dark clothing that covers him from head to toe and his thin dark hat. Salazar tries to prevent him from getting out of bed but Vladh had already left the room without him even realizing it. Outside, Vladh sees Salazar's little son standing at the door listening to everything, he looks into the boy's eyes that emit an innocent light, this boy has no dwarf characteristics, so that indicates that Salazar's wife was a human. Vladh ignores the boy and leaves somewhere in the castle.

     Vladh closes his eyes in an empty hall and when opening everything around him is inverted colors, an old, hoarse voice whispered. - Looks like you've joined your "equals". Don't you find it too frivolous to risk the lives of those who welcome you? - Vladh turned to where the voice echoes and you only see a dark background that spreads more and more, until this covers Vladh's gaze and the voice ends not by whispering but by shouting.

- A hint; always act right. This will please some people and surprise the rest!

     Vladh opened his eyes and everything is normal, but a burning sensation covers the corner of his torso, he looks and dripping sounds appear; he is amazed and realizes that he has been hurt in some way. Vladh sits on the wall and is dizzy from the blood loss that is in the slow moment, he looked through a door and realizes that it is already night.

     Vladh ran slightly towards the window and jumped without thinking twice, he quickly realized that he is about to crash into the castle garden. Until a feeling of cold in the belly and something pushing you takes you to the floor faster, only without taking any damage. He is still amazed and runs somewhere, until he fell with a man, the man lifts him and apologizes.

- I'm sorry, are you lost?

- No ... ah ... - says Vladh breathlessly.

- Allow me to take you somewhere that can take care of this ... your ... yeast ...

     Vladh realizes that the man saliva looking at his wound, soon he felt a burning sensation and pain coming from his back, he turned his gaze and the man was the one who scratched his back but without realizing it.

"Do you think I don't see a rival vampire from afar?" Go look for your dinner somewhere else!

     The man punched Vladh and that threw him into a wall of a wall, both are in a place where people are not frequent to appear. Vladh gets up and when placing his hand on the floor to get up, in a matter of thousandths he already had his hand on the man's neck.

- Don't you think it's stupid to face me ?! says the man.

- Who are you?

- Hi, hi, hi, hi, hi… - the man laughed turning his gaze.

- You won't laugh when I ...

- When to remove my liver? Wake up, are you finding that experienced?

     Vladh wondered what he meant by that, but it gave the man time to get a scratch that almost took his hand Vladh's mandibula. The man pulled out a short sword that has an engraving on a snake's blade. He stands before Vladh and inserted the first blow.

      Until Vladh felt a chill in his belly again and as if someone pushed him, it throws him directly at the man's torso and Vladh takes advantage of his weight and throws it against the wall of another wall. The sword comes out of the man's fists and this creates an advantage for Vladh.

      Vladh moves away and the sun slowly rises, they both look at each other to see who will be the last to stand.