Lily felt his fingertips grip her arm as they walked behind the golden haired man, his sire and then a crowd of human girls. Lily knew better than to think them as meals, they were in the middle of the lions den they had a reason to be there. Taranis nodded softly to the pale woman and then his eyes landed on the group beside them. His eyes narrowed and he scowled at her. The dark hair woman only smirked at the two, her eyes landing on Lily. Lily watched her carefully, the way her deep red gown spun around her and the entourage of people following behind her.
All were male, all were huge their mere presence was staggering. Lily stayed silent and kept close to Taranis. For the other selected elders to have so many sired seemed normal, for her to be Taranis’s only one made her feel odd had it not been for the golden haired man ahead. Her eyes landed on his back and she smiled slightly, Taranis glanced at her and spoke softly in her ear. “Don’t.” Lily straightened her back and threw him a raised eyebrow stare. “Don’t what” She said sweetly back. “Don’t try it. Don’t try anything. We are to stay with our own. You do not mix with that scum.” Lily’s body tensed and she nodded once again trying to appease him.
Within the underground vault stood many grand torches. Each one seemed to spark as they walked by. Within the centre another door was opened and an older man exited. He looked about mid thirties but everyone within the room could tell he was older than he appeared. “Hello. I hope you are enjoying your evening so far.” His accent didn’t match his surroundings and it made him appear rather eerie. His skin was pale but atop his head was curly dark hair. His eyes were bright green and he looked rather dashing. Lily shook her head softly as he beckoned them closer. “Please. We must do this quickly. I do not wish for you to wander back during the day.” He said with a small sly smile.
He waited until all new elders were closer. “Kneel.” He motioned for all the elders. All of them sunk to their knees. “You may have heard the saying before my children. That the council is linked with the true four. That is correct. Tonight we shall share our blood. For each elder to be made, I must consume the blood of the elder to be and each of their fledglings.” Lily froze, she didn’t think was to be part of her evening. “Then I will give my blood to the new elders. With the last drop shared the ritual shall be complete.” He said clasping his hands before him as he scanned over the crowd of people.
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