Dragos calm expression soured slightly at the mention of Serana and he gazed elsewhere to gather his thoughts. The mention of Serana was an all too familar remindee that his previous home was consumed in petty infighting. "She is... fine." Dragos finally replied though his answer was rather lack luster and while it seemed too early to reveal his eventual ambition, the vampire privately conceded it was likely best to be honest. "The castle is in much chaos however. Nobody can tell whose friend or foe, civil war amongst our kind is inevitable. Perhaps one day with Sithis blessing you can assist me in taking the throne and reuniting the clan... for the Brotherhood of course." Dragos added on and rather bluntly. Straight truth, no hidden messages. Dragos crimson eyed gaze then turned to Aenor who looked a bit cautious at the sight of two vampires speaking of royal family business. He didn't blame her. "No worries... sister" Dragos stated, oh how the words of labeling each other family still sounding a bit off despite vampires doing the same thing. "We are on the same side and it seems there are more of us to meet."