William followed the congregated vampires up to the drawing rooms, refusing to sit down until the royals have sat. He sat comfortably in the cushioned chair, listening to the what the king and queen had said and noting the minute body languages that the participants have made during the kings instruction. Quite frankly, he did have a card to play at this point, however, Kerry warned him that things would not turn out well if he played his hand too early, so no one would know anything. Yet.<br/><br/>******<br/><br/>Kiritsugu rose from the bench. He had wasted too much time coming down to check on the boy and now, it was time to go. He stood up and disintegrated to mist and left the estate. His job for tonight was done, and now he was preparing for tomorrow, the the risk stepped up greatly.<br/><br/>He re-solidified in his quarters, and began unpacking the rest of his equipment. A large roll of bandages, a scarf, a contender pistol, a case of special bullets in which ground garlic was its core. He smiled grimly, loading a bullet into a pistol, "Three seconds. That's too slow."