Serey Villeries, son of the Night King, a noble Night Race Lord, and a traitor who aimed to overthrow the Eternal Night Empire...
In Bologue's eyes, Serey always seemed spirited, even when hiding in the Undying Club, he used his outstanding charm to become a midnight wanderer, flitting among the ladies.
Bologue had to admit, some traits are buried deep within certain people, and Serey naturally possessed such qualities, keeping his head held high no matter the time or place. But now, Bologue had never seen Serey so gaunt, like a fallen vagabond.
"What's wrong with you?"
Bologue asked with concern, stepping forward, prompting Serey to step back, keeping his body always shrouded in shadow.
"Nothing, just thinking about some things," Serey replied in a low voice.
"Haven't closed your eyes for several days and nights of thinking?"
Bologue guessed that Serey might be pressured by the rise of the Night Race.
