[Ugh. Fuck, the desk. Alucard retracts his claws only because he must. It's a nice desk. It doesn't deserve his anger and fear. That's for later. He'll channel all of it into the grim work set before him, then deal with everything else as it comes.

This was one of the great fears he had when he accepted the things that ruling in his father's stead was required of him. It was never a question of if an execution would have to be carried out. Only when.]

Don't waste your time.

[Alucard knows this is being helpful. But all the same.]

If all I am doing is maintaining what has been put in place until he returns, then I cannot deviate in the moments when following his lead matters most of all. Minimizing witnesses is already going to be too much for some. This balance cannot be upset further.