Before long, I arrived at the top of the castle and into a large circular room. The room was lit dimly by a singular chandelier that had candles that were slowly coming to their end. The council was situated in luxurious chairs, couches, and comfortable benches. Humans walked to and fro with goblets of blood and handing them to the Clan Leaders. Marcus was situated near the top of the room with his own throne-like chair with a table nearby. A goblet of blood was nearby, but from the brief glance, it was untouched. Papers were strewn across the table, but Marcus stared at the center of the room and landed directly on me when I came through the floor. A small smile grew on his lips.