Lord Vord did not allow the chaos to continue for long.
The moment the noise began to spiral again into something uncontrollable, his presence expanded, not violently, but firmly, like a heavy hand pressing down on the atmosphere, forcing everything to settle whether they liked it or not. The voices died down one by one, the offers, the shouting, the laughter, all of it fading into a tense silence as every vampire once again turned their attention toward the center.
His gaze fell on Pam.
It was no longer surprised.
It was no longer confused.
It was serious.
"…Pam."
Her name left his mouth slowly, with weight, with authority, with something that carried both concern and command at the same time.
"You are speaking out of emotion."
His voice did not rise, but it did not need to. It carried enough force that every word struck clearly.
"…You must understand something."
He stepped forward slightly, his eyes locking onto hers.
"…What you are asking…"
