'If I recall, Damien has three siblings.'
As they walked through the glamorous corridors of the Darkhound's home, Lillian began to recall key information. At this moment in time, besides Damien, no other person with Darkhound blood was currently here.
His father was on a business trip, who was estimated to return by tomorrow, and his siblings were brought along with the man. The mother had already passed away.
'Two brothers, one sister...'
Soon, everyone reached the meeting room. Once the doors were pushed open, they were met with the sight of a large and circular mahogany wood table, which Damien gestured for everyone to gather around.
While the nobles took their seats, the attendants were told to stand near the walls of the room - away from their masters.
Leaning her back against the wall, Lillian glanced around - scrutinising the appearance of the room.
