“Sire, I need to know that you will not use this witch against us, that she will not become a problem.” “She is loyal to me, Lord Caprotti. I can assure you that she will not attack any of you unless I command it, and I have no intention of harming this council.” Silas said with a smile, finding their fear of me somewhat amusing.   Felix growled; his mind unsure. “You sentenced my father to death.”   “He was a traitor.” The prince shrugged, “And you carried out the sentence.” “I wish I never had.” Growled the Gremory vampire, his eyes littered with the same ferocity I had seen when he killed his father.   “Careful.” Snarled Silas, his fiery eyes locked onto the vampire. “You wouldn’t want to join him, would you?”   Marianne stepped between them when the prince stood; showing that she could be the voice of reason. “Let us all calm down, this is not the time to be fighting. Feli

“Stand.” My heart began to race as Blanche rose to her feet, her own fear spiking dramatically; she thought that this was the end. That her life would be forfit. Her terror made me nervous as I stepped around the bed to stand beside the prince, where I should be; I would support the decision he had made, whatever it may be.  But I also hoped that he would not harm her, that he would allow her to stay by our side. I needed her, and that may sound silly and childish, but she was the only one I could talk to about how I felt, I couldn’t tell Silas about my fears and hopes. I didn’t think he would understand, and I knew for certain that Penelope and Marianne would definitely not understand how I felt, or even care. I briefly closed my eyes, praying to whatever god there may be that he would spare her, that despite the fact she wasn’t very powerful; he would see some use for her. Please, I though

I felt Silas, he was looking into my mind via our link, he was searching for my pain, but I felt his happiness that I was healed. A quick message of ‘I’m sorry Fraulein but it was the only way’ and he was out of range again. Not long after Silas had left my mind a knock on the door, this was unusual for us as we were slaves and did not get such a privilege as privacy. The door was flung open and a man was brought in, Mari and Silas came in with him. The soldiers carrying him left and the two Vampires remained, my heart racing.I looked as to who the injured man was, I gasped as I saw it was Ezio, his arm had almost been torn off, and there was a gaping hole in his chest, who had done this? Who could injure a vampire in such a way? I rose to my feet, rushing towards the vampires as Blanche bowed; unsure what else she could do.“Master, what has happened?” I asked, quickly bowing before I looked over the vampire prince, ensuring that he wasn

Silas roared taking command, “Then we must fight back, everyone to your battle stations, Guards take Luna and Blanche, get them to the outpost.”I moved from under the bed when the prince turned back to look back at me and Blanche, my heart racing. An outpost, but that would take me away from my master, wouldn’t it? But here I could be of some use; I could help them kill the Phantomhives. Why send me away?“I am doing this to protect you Fraulien, you must go with them now.” Said Silas when I hesitated by his side, staring up at him as he continued; “Neither of you are ready for this fight, we must keep you safe for now. Please Fraulein, go with the guards and Blanche”I nodded then sped on my way grabbing Blanche by the hand, we ran down the hallways, following the vampires out into the courtyard and into a black vehicle. Blanche and I got into the back, the doors locking as the two vampires got in the front. The tired

I attempted to reach out to my master once more, but I heard nothing in response, though I didn’t know what to say; what could I say? I didn’t know where I was, or who had captured us. Not yet.Berus stopped in the centre of the large room, a table a few feet away from him; where three vampires sat watching us, waiting for us to make the first move. The necromancer bowed and so, me and Blanche did the same; unsure what else we could do. I lifted my eyes to get a good look at those who sat at the table; the rest of the room bare of anything, no pictures, no windows, nothing.I suspected the one sat in the middle was the head of whatever family we were in the presence of, his long raven hair running down to his jawline in what looked to be a middle parting; smooth and pale skin and amber eyes that stared into my very soul. He had high cheek bones and was incredibly thin, though he looked to stand over six foot, though I could not be sure as he was sat down. H