<div style="text-align: center"><span class="fixed-color" style="color:#b30000"><u><span style="font-family:Alex Brush"><span style="font-size: 26px">The LaCroix</span></span></u></span><br/>
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The most powerful family among the vampires, the foundation of authority since the beginning of time. The first Queen who established matriarchy ruled for a thousand years, followed by her daughter who reached over five hundred years of her own reign. However, things weren't always as they seemed.<br/>
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The last, long-lived generation of the LaCroix family met a terrible end, which forced Queen Felicia to stay silent. What happened that night in the LaCroix manor five hundred years ago has remained a secret. Not because nobody was allowed to speak, but because there were no existing witnesses. All except one, the only survivor that fateful night of tragic slaughter - Felicia. <br/>
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However, that night was barely on anyone's mind, now that the unthinkable has been going on - Queen Felicia has announced that she's signing, not only a peace treaty, but a legitimate alliance with the werewolves. This decision caused various reactions - some were relieved, but some were absolutely enraged. However, the silence from those who disagreed was justifiably worrying. From Felicia's unpleasant experience, she knew that she could trust those who express their dissatisfaction, but not to those who'd either pretend to be fine with it or say absolutely nothing about it. Though this evening she couldn't bother thinking about that. Her husband, who was once Prince of England and now he's the King alongside of her who bears Felicia's last name - Edmond LaCroix, attended the meeting with his well-known beautiful wife. Edmond was a tall man of elegant build, long and silky black hair, carrying himself with the old fashioned class and elegance. His wife, of long red hair, known as the sign of royalty among vampires, was pregnant and few weeks away from giving birth to her second daughter.  With her one hand on her belly over her white dress, that sparkled like untouched snow under sun's light, and her other arm hooked around her husband's arm, the two walked towards the throne, meant for the Queen and Edmond helped his wife to sit. <br/>
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Right next to the throne stood the youngest of their three children - Victor. The brains of the family, dressed in old fashioned brown suit, book under his arm and a stiff posture. He was never one to involve himself in public events, but due to Ellanore's absence, as the rightful heir to the throne, Victor had to attend instead. His hair was light brown, with red highlights on his hair, which was apparent also on the oldest child of the family, Donovan, who was absent for different reasons and unlike Ellanore, he'd usually slack off. At this point, nobody was surprised by his absence or even bothered about it.<br/>
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The nobles who have gathered at the manner made sure to make way to their new allies and the guards opened the large doors which would lead the werewolves into the golden halls of the LaCroix mansion. Felicia sat there on the throne patiently as she commanded silence, a large crown of white gold on top of her head, adorned with thousands of small crystals and a single red crystal at the center, Felicia was cold as snow and it was complemented by the whiteness she was adorned with. King Edmond seemed to be a more welcoming and warm sort, as he formally stood next to the throne, ready to be the first to greet the new allies. However, the tension within the halls could be described as rather unbearable atmosphere. This is the first time something like this would happen within the LaCroix manner and nobody knew what to expect.</span>​</div>