Kamijo walked down his marble staircase of his mansion, observing the guests that have arrived already to the ball. Vampires and humans mingled together in his ballroom. They were talking to one another, having normal conversations. It wouldn't be like this if he didn't set a rule. Vampires were not allowed to feed on humans that were unwilling. This rule was established a hundred of years ago, and the rule has been followed. The vampire lord went through the ballroom, trying to blend in with everyone. He wore a gold mask that covered his eyes, but he knew that he was easily spotted in the crowd. The way he held himself gave it away. He stood tall, his head was up in pride as he gracefully walked. Vampire women headed toward him, flocking to him. They crowded him, asking where he has been in the last hundred years since he disappeared once the rule was established. "How are you feeling, my lord?" "M'lord, do you need anything?" They kept questions that he wished not to answer, so he told them they would know the answer eventually. He just grinned at them, being the complete charmer that he was. Most of them swooned under his gaze even if he wasn't trying. All he wanted was peace, but that wasn't going to happen. This was a ball. He would have the attention, especially that he was the one hosting it. Hopefully something interesting would happen tonight.