47 Proof

At the end of Ivan's witty remark, the prideful look on Albert's face immediately blanched.

"Proof, you say?" Prince Aldrich simply uttered, then frowned questionably, "this isn't the right time to beat around the bush Ivan. As you already know, this matter concerns your life and safety."

"Who says I'm beating around the bush?" Questioned Ivan as an indecipherable smirk reached the corner of his sinful lips. "To correct you there, it's all going according to the way 'I' planned."

As always, his subtle retort left another heavy silence hanging in the air. Albert, who remained unusually quiet in his seat, secretly eyed the Vampire Lord with narrowed eyes. He failed to comprehend the meaning behind his so-called 'Proof' - Moreover, it was difficult to predict what type of incongruous scenario the Vampire Lord might be thinking.

Feeling more precarious as minutes passed by, he looked down at his untouched meal and shifted uncomfortably on his seat.