Rivalry

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VIP Room 3, Night Valley, Seongbuk-gu, Seoul

Siyeon's personal room in her nightclub/brothel reflects her aesthetic quite well - warm mood lighting, deep crimson walls, a black brick accent wall with a St. Andrew's cross mounted to it, terrazzo flooring (easier to clean than a carpet), a bondage bed, an antique red chaise lounge with a black side table next to it (sometimes Siyeon just likes to watch), a glass cabinet filled with bondage paraphernalia, another cabinet with unknown contents, and of course, a small refrigerator.

Yujin returns to her Dame's side as soon as Ravn and Leedo were in the room. They belatedly notice she's not wearing shoes when the Chevalier gets on the bed and lays her head on Siyeon's thigh.

"Hello there." Siyeon greets him.

"Good evening, Siyeon." that was the best Ravn could muster right now.

The Vampire Queen is wearing a midriff-bearing halter neck top, exposing her wide shoulders and tattoos, black leather pants (thankfully still zipped) and she even has her leather booties on, though it seems she removed her hot pink fur coat, which is draped on the sofa. Siyeon is nursing a glass of cognac while carding her fingers through Yujin's hair, making her Chevalier sigh in contentment.

Across the room is Kiseop, who is slowly sipping on his drink. He just put on a navy blue business suit and didn't bother with a necktie, but he still looks quite dashing. Despite being the oldest Korean Royal vampire, Kiseop still looks like a porcelain doll with his big eyes, shapely nose, and small lips.

A beautiful young woman - who is definitely not his wife - is laying her head on his lap. She's wearing a little black dress with a deep V neckline, flaunting her ample cleavage. Ravn recognizes her as Hyosung, a comfort woman during WWII that Kiseop saved.

"Good evening, Kiseop." Ravn greets.

The oldest smiles warmly at him. "Good evening, Youngjo."

There's a bottle of cognac and an old-fashioned glass on the small side table next to the sofa. Hyosung gets up from Kiseop's lap and pours a glass for him. She approaches him with shaky steps, and he notices she's also not wearing shoes.

"For you, milord." Hyosung hands it to him with an overly polite bow and Ravn takes the glass from her hands. He doesn't really drink much alcohol, but it would be rude to refuse this.

"Thank you." Ravn says, offering Hyosung a small smile. The woman smiles back before returning to her place in Kiseop's lap.

"It's been a while, hasn't it, kitty?" Siyeon addresses Ravn as she pets Yujin's head. "We have much to talk about. Why don't we start now, since we're all here?" she suggests, glancing at Kiseop.

The oldest vampire nods silently.

"Where do we sit?" Ravn asked. Behind him, Leedo looks like he's either going to faint, cry, or climax (or all at the same time).

"You can sit on the foot of the bed if you want. I won't bite. Much." Siyeon said with a wink.

Ravn nods. "Yeah, I'll do that. C'mon, Leedo..." he says, dragging Leedo behind him.

As the two settle down, Yujin gets up from Siyeon's lap and on the couch, Hyosung does the same.

The meeting starts now.

"We're here to talk about the new proposed Dominion, correct?" Kiseop began. "Gwangsuk showed me Minji's report. I believe it's about time we create a new Dominion to accommodate the rapidly growing hematophagous community of South Korea. What are your thoughts?"

Siyeon takes a long sip of cognac, savoring the taste, before speaking, "I'm all for a new Dominion. It'll stop the other blood-suckers from whining about not being cared for."

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