While Lemiel and Davi had taken their seats, Sienna stood a few feet behind their chairs, like the other servants.
Davi glanced behind him, his eyes wandering as he wondered why his mother didn't sit with him. But one look from Sienna, and the boy was reminded that they were in disguise. He looked at the food on the table, all of it looking delicious, and he felt bad because his mother could not eat with him.
"How come we never heard that you have a son, Duke Lemiel? Did we fail to catch the news of you marrying again?" A middle-aged vampire asked, who was a lord from Vernon.
"Who is the lucky woman? I am glad you decided to wed again after what happened..." Another one spoke, but the older woman was careful enough not to mention the demise of the duke's first wife.
Lemiel took a sip from his glass of blood wine. Everyone at the table had their eyes on him, wondering what his answer would be.
"Well, a man shouldn't surrender to misery, should he?"