Transmigrated As A Ghost

In a long, dimly lit hallway that did not have a single window, three cloaked individuals were walking towards a large set of double doors.

One of them was in the lead with two other two trailed slightly behind and off to the side. From a single look it was clear to see that the individual up front was in charge and that the other two were acting as guards.

"I'm going to wring Vaughn's neck if this isn't important. I was in the middle of an important ritual when he called this stupid meeting." The person at the front grumbled.

From her voice, she sounded like an innocent young girl, but her violent words were anything but innocent.

"Lady Mara, this gathering was approved by three of the Eminences. It would be impossible for you to refuse as one of the six. Plus, it was not just Lord Vaughn, Lady Camilla has a matter of the upmost importance to discuss as well. This meeting would have occurred even without him bring something to the table." One of her attendants said.

His deep voice and large build that was easily seen even through his cloak showing that he was a strong individual.

"I know that already, Draegan." Mara snapped back at her attendant.

She was mostly irritated simply because she did not like Vaughn. He had rubbed her the wrong way ever since they first met.

Still, she could not just bail on this meeting. Her position would not allow it.

"Lady Mara, if you want, I could use my powers to 'inconvenience', Lord Vaughn." Mara's other attendant said.

Unlike her first attendant, the second one was clearly a woman. Her large cloak failed to hide her sizable bust, and a bit of pink hair could be seen coming out of her hood.

"Yes, I might just have you do that Usi. It will be a good way to show him what a capable new subordinate I've obtained." Mara said, a sinister grin on her face.

"So, do you want to go first, or should I?" Camilla said, addressing Vaughn. The two of them were the ones that had called this meeting to disseminate information to the other Eminences, who were the top of their organization.

"I shall start if you don't mind?" Vaughn replied politely.

Nodding her head, Camilla indicated that she would defer to him.

"As much as it pains me to admit, there are some unforeseen elements that have proven to be nuisances in several of my operations. At first, it was only minor things that weren't worth mentioning, but they've now foiled two very important plots. If not for them, our King may have already been able to appear in this world."

"We've already heard about your multiple failures. Why does it matter to us if some people are getting in your way? Deal with them yourself. Don't get us involved with your problems." Mara said, frustration in her voice.

As heads of their organization, they were in charge of operations within certain territories and rarely got involved with each other. She saw no reason that any of them should worry about Vaughn's issues.

Naturally the other Eminences were in agreement with her, but Vaughn had called this meeting to stress the danger those that had been getting in his way were.

"You would be correct normally. But these individuals pose a threat to all of us. In fact, some of my little birds have told me that they are currently marching towards one of your schemes, Mara. Recently they left Borealia and arrived in Houten. If you're not careful, they'll unravel everything you have been working towards."

Vaughn then pulled out a dark silver orb from his sleeve and placed it on the table.

Once he took his hand off of it, the orb rolled to the center of the table and projected several images into the air for everyone to see.

For a few moments the Eminences and their attendants scrutinized the images, before two of them enlarged and covered up the others.

"Among their group, these two are the ones that have been the biggest headaches. My niece, Mrazivý Borealia, and her husband, Marcus Ferrous."