The foggy city's long-awaited morning seemed too ashamed to show its face. As the city's residents woke from pleasant dreams according to the schedules of their respective species and dragged themselves out of bed, ready to go to work with long faces, they were astonished to discover that it was still pitch-black outside.
Bewildered, they picked up their bulky mechanical alarm clocks and took a look. It was definitely morning already.
It was almost like some awful practical joke. Some people clicked their tongues in wonder and opened their windows to see what was going on with this strange night that refused to end, while others decisively opted to crawl back into bed for another nap.
They had to work once it was light out, but wasn't it still dark?
Heh. The heavens must have taken pity on them poor wage slaves and decided to give them an extra half-day off. So why worry about it? They might as well praise the night.
Yet beneath that strange night sky, King Louis of the Gorse Palace had already finished washing up. A night of rest on his own had left him feeling energetic when he woke that morning, and the abnormal darkness outside had done nothing to alarm him.
After all, the previous day, Lord Paine had come in person to explain the situation. The king didn't even have to guess to know that this was surely another one of the vampires' evil schemes.
Although the many recent setbacks in the country had left the king in a foul mood, he still had to eat breakfast. As was his habit, his intelligence officer would brief him on important matters while he ate.
That was life as a king.
Even breakfast came with work to deal with. He was never free for