As a One Horn, Lilith was wide-eyed after seeing the palace-like mansion.
She took a deep-deep breath and pushed down the jealousy in her heart.
'Is there a werewolf living in this place? Death? Dracula?'
She looked around and noticed, striking wild red roses growing all over the place. They were beautiful.
The mansion was old and dilapidated but it still held a kind of grandeur. It seemed grand despite it, looking like it's about to fall off.
'What a waste of good hideout.' Lilith thought to herself.
The gates before Lilith silently open as a figure walked up to her and bowed as if to welcome her.
"I was just about to escort you here, boss." It was Dhampy.
"Is this supposed to be your home?"
Lilith raised her head to ask.
Dhampy's face stiffened. She grew uncomfortable with the question.
Showing a shallow frown, she finally answered, "Yes, and no, it is a little complicated."
