Young Master Damien's Pet (WN)

The council members looked at the head council when he continued to speak, "As the witches have been troubling us for decades and centuries now. I believe it is better to speak about this out in the open. Unless the elder council members are hiding something very grave that they think the fellow council members should not know about. We have had many deaths in the past few days. Taking all of it in light, I would like to request councilman Damien Quinn to present today's questions to the council members," the man then turned to look at Damien who had been standing there watching people's reactions.

Pushing himself from against the wall, he started to walk around, making his way to the front of the council meeting.

There were some in the crowd who frowned at the head council's decision of letting Damien take the lead for the court with something so important while a lot of them couldn't wait to see and heard what the pureblooded vampire was going to draw out from the council.

Having Damien in the court council was the most entertaining thing when it was someone else who was being stripped down from what they were but when it was pointed at them, it was never a pleasant thing to experience. It was because the man made sure to ask questions in a way that gave people headaches.

Once Damien came to stand in front of the court, the same elder who had questioned Reuben earlier said, "If the matter is grave you should have someone like Lionel lead the court than a man who is not only young but also doesn't know how to conduct-"

"Are you done?" Damien interrupted the elder councilman's words, "If I didn't know better I would have told you were a parrot in your last life. I don't think the head council asked you anything that gives you the right to question unless you have bothered yourself over these years to know that you aren't supposed to speak until you get your turn," he gave the old man a sweet smile.

And there was the first hit, thought a lot of them who were looking at the front of the court. They were glad to be able to give attendance to the court council today because listening to Damien Quinn felt good.

The elder council didn't like the way he was shut up instantly making him look like he was doing nothing but had been wasting his years in the elder council. He quietly glared at Damien but didn't utter a word after it.

Damien had nothing but smiles.

"Well before another peasant comes to interrupt me," Damien looked in another direction not caring about the glare he received from the older man.

Eyes widened in the room with the way Damien had addressed an elder council in such a frivolous manner. A lot of them were a mix of vampires, half-vampires, humans, and pureblooded vampires, and no one ever dared to speak back to them. They were a set of highly regarded people in the council who had the ability to gather around and have a councilman removed from the council itself.

And if there was one person who did stand up against them to not nudge but poke them in their eyes, only Damien Quinn could do it. After all, the man had everything he needed and he didn't care about being thrown out of the council. The reason was that he was excellent at his job and the council needed his help.

Damien looked at people who were seated in here, his eyes roaming lazily as if he were making eye contact with everyone who was in here,

"As Rueben said, there have been a recent events that have come to notice that there are some people here, in this very room who have not been working for the council. They have been working for the witches," Damien didn't bother to make up stories for people to ease in and dropped the information in the lap of the council members.

The council erupted itself in murmurs of words as they questioned on who was helping the witches. Everyone was working on driving them away and to think that there were people who were helping them, people started the question,

"Are you sure, Councilman Damien?"

"Who is it?"

"It might only be a rumor..." came a bunch of murmurs in the room.

Damien looked away from the people to look at the ones who sat and stood quietly as if they were not surprised. Some weren't surprised because they were the ones who were involved in helping the witches.

"Why don't you ask the quiet ones here?" Damien asked and this had more murmurs erupt in the room.

"Don't you think it is rude to be pointing out to your fellow councilmen like this out of the blue?"one of the councilmen asked Damien with his eyebrows raised.

He responded back with a smile, "Who spoke about pointing out? I was merely stating that there were people in here and you jumped into the conclusion of who it is. Do you know who it is?" Damien c.o.c.ked his head to the side.

The man gave a glare to him before looking up at the head councilman, Reuben to say, "This is what they spoke about amateurishness."

"Don't get this agitated. I wasn't done speaking, Mr..." Damien didn't bother to complete as if he had forgotten the man's name and didn't care to remember it, "Order in the room. We didn't bring the matter for fun because we were bored. At least unlike some who enjoy going for a walk in the middle of the night, I would rather prefer to do something more productive."

"The matter of black witches have gone out of hand, enough that there were black witches who decided to take part in the council.

"How can you tell there were black witches? Witches can't take part in the exam," one of the men in the room spoke out, "Weren't it only the white witches' body that had been found?"

Damien's expression turned, his eyes falling on the idiotic peasant who appeared to be illiterate, "It is because the black witches were burned to death. I hope you know what happened when you burn the black witches. Sadly, it was only the white witches' body that we could find in the exam grounds along with some vampire and humans."

"Why were there white witches? The council has been very quiet without speaking about it openly," another man complained.

Damien noticed the way Councilman Ava smiled with a man who sat next to her.

"That is because there are some imbecile fools who cannot keep their mouth closed. If the council was truly working together this wouldn't have been the case but sometimes some of them need to make a decision. The white witches were sent to control the damage. We needed to balance the environment."

"They could have been taken out without the need for examination-" another began and Damien turned his gaze to ask the man,

"How many witches have you caught and killed since the start of this year?" the man pursed his lips before saying,

"Four of them."

"You find it difficult to catch four of them, do you think you would be able to tackle other witches who have been improvised from what we have known? The witches who we have come to know from other sources, they are trying to upgrade themselves and the white witches were helping in creating potions to stop it but the people in here didn't want that. But that is a different day to talk about which you will find information from the head council himself," Damien then said, "The point of this meeting today is that someone somehow gave the information about the council exam to the black witches. Enough to have them set up a ritual before the other examinees took part in it. The question falls to who tipped the black witches."

"The council exam is set by the elders," one of the men stated that had Damien smiling ear to ear.

Everyone's eyes fell on the group of council elders, the first man raged in anger, "All these years of work and something happens you are doubting all the elders in the council now!"

"Sshh," Damien hushed the man right away.