Prisoner of the Vampire King
TRV 4'S. The House Rules

As in general, the surname is usually given hereditary from grandfather to father, to son, to grandson, great-grandchild, and so on. The clan can be considered as an identity and custom in a community environment. The giving of clan in a region or even a country, has existed since the middle ages, even long before or after. The giving of clans is also not arbitrary, usually in the form of bloodlines, locations, physical attributes, characters, jobs and nicknames.

In Britain, the development of the clan began almost 1000 years ago. There are many famous surnames or surnames there, one of which is Robertson, Anderson, Johnson, one example. The three genera indicate that the person using the surname was the son of Robert, Andrew, or John. While genera such as Webster, Baker, or Wood, usually indicate that the person using the surname is a weaver, baker, or a worker related to wood.

Lucciane inherited the Garcia clan from birth to the world. His father—Gustaff Garcia, inherited the name from both his parents. This clan has a common meaning, namely “hereditary or son of Garcia (spaniard of Gerald).” There is also a conclusion that the name Garcia comes from the word “Grace” which means “bless”.

“Where do you know my name?”

The owner of a beautiful face with perfect sculpture did not seem to immediately give a response. Nor can his views be separated from Lucciane.

“Sit down first, beautiful lady. Food will be served soon.”

Sebastian who was standing on the left side of the place where the owner of Luccane The Palace was sitting, suddenly made a sound. Sure enough his words, not long after the door from the other direction opened. A fairly young woman came up with a carefully driven classic iron trolley. Inevitably Lucciane also took a seat, appreciating the residents who were preparing a banquet for breakfast. Lucciane deliberately took a sitting position at the very end of the row, so he was not too close to the owner of Luccane The Palace.

Honestly, for the size of the first meeting, he felt so small in front of the owners of Luccane The Palace.

“Come here.”

Lucciane. Staring at Sebastian for a while, then turning to the owner of the heavy voice that had just returned to sound. Was that an instruction directed at him?

“I?” ask with your fingers pointing at yourself.

“Hm. Sit here, only this banquet will start.”

Lucciane did not understand the man's intentions. However, Sebastian kindly gave him instructions to follow orders. As a result Lucciane again moved to take a seat closer to the Lord. Even though it feels so awkward.

“We talk after breakfast,” said the man who turned out to have a gray iris tending to that blue. When viewed up close, her iris looks so beautiful, unique, and rare at the same time.

Lucciane was self-conscious if she was just a guest. So, he should be able to follow the “rules” applied by the host. Inevitably he also had to take breakfast first when a waiter prepared several types of biscuits with a variety of forms. As a bakery maker, Lucciane certainly knows what kind of biscuits are in front of him. One of the most prominent is Queen Elizabeth II's favorite biscuit, Oliver's chocolate balt. Crisp biscuits coated in chocolate.

Not to forget also a glass of tea that has just been poured from a white ceramic teapot. From the smell, it looks like the tea served is a type of earl gray plus milk.

In addition to tea and various types of biscuits, the main menu for breakfast also consists of several kinds. However, it still carries one theme, namely English food. As the main menu, Lucciane itself prefers to eat toast with marmalade, a type of jam made from oranges. It is not uncommon to eat too many heavy meals in the morning. While still living in La Vie En Rose, he only ate a glass of milk and a sheet of wheat bread with jam before the move.

The banquet event was so viscous dominated by a gripping aura. Perhaps the dominance of the awkward atmosphere was also award, Lucciane could easily feel uncomfortable during the banquet. After all, only he and the Lord followed the banquet, while Sebastian and the others resigned.

Lucciane jacked up, about to stare at her interlocutor. However, that intention was soon suppressed.

“Eat and look decent during your stay here. All your needs are Sebastian provide.”

This time Lucciane did not hinder her intention anymore to stare at her interlocutor. “You ....do not tell me to go?” tanyanya.

“You want to go (you want to go)?”

Lucciane quickly shook her head. He currently has no place to stay other than Luccane The Palace. At least until things get better, he must stay at Luccane The Palace while devising a plan to fight Madam Gie.

“Allow me stay for a few more days.”

“Do as you like.”

The handsome man with almost near-perfect visuals answered briefly with his heavy voice. The gray iris tending to the blue was looking at Lucciane without getting bored.

If Sebastian has a mature visual typical of Asian mix European men who are stranded on mainland Victoria, the, another with the Lord who comes with a typical visual handsome man from the mainland United Kingdom with sharp eyes, white skin tends to pale, and bluish-gray irises. His height also almost exceeds Sebastian Lucciane guessed has a height of about 183 centimeters.

“There are rules you must abide by during your stay here.”

Luccane is back. The owner of the full name Luccane De Khayat who has a myriad of award trophies has an intimidating aura from the look in his eyes. Making anyone shrink, not daring to look back.

“Do not enter any room.”

Lucciane nodded silently. Without being told though, he would definitely not enter into any random room. Since childhood, his late mother has taught tatakrama. Including tatakrama when visiting other people's homes.

“Last, never get out of the borders of the Luccane The Palace region without my permission.”

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