Moving Out!

The dark mansion stood tall at the center of Viscoria known as the heart of Viscoria.

The mansion looked dark and grey in colour and a huge Olive tree stood at the middle of the Mansion.

"Zane." Lord Wolfarine called, as his amber-golden eyes flickered up and down.

"Milord?"

"You had something to say, no?" The Lord asked, as he watched the clock ticked slowly.

"Hmm, Lady Herbert is here to see you and besides, the elders of the Town demanded a meeting." Zane said and the Lord chuckled.

"How jobless have you become Zane, seeing as you've neglected the important things you're suppose to do and chasing some skirt. Tell me, have you become attached to Yuan?"The Lord asked, with a smirk on his lips.

"Lady Yuan is like a sister to me Milord." Zane said sarcastically, as he rolled his eyes and took a seat.

"Hmm, sister is it?" The Lord, laughed.

"Stop talking rubbish Wolfarine, you and I both know that Yuan is out of my reach." 

"No wonder you call her a sister." The Lord nodded.

"You have become more crazy than the last time." 

"Tell me the main reason you're here Zane and don't beat around the bush." 

"Your mother will be here by this time two months to come." Zane answered.

The door opened and an older woman walked in to the study.

"Hello Caitlin." Zane smiled at the woman who smiled back.

"My little rockabye."

"Ouch, that hurts my feelings... I'm a big man Caitlin."

"Once upon a time, you were a baby as so was Wolfarine." The woman said, and Zane bursted in to laughter.

"Serve the tea and leave Caitlin." The Lord said.

"Yes, Milord." The older woman said, as she bowed and left the room.

"At least be humble to Caitlin you ass hole, that's the only thing you can do for her precisely." Zane glared at the Lord.

"You too Zane, you've delivered your report..I think it's time you scoot away." The Lord said, nonchalantly as he flipped the pages.

"Good bye Milord." Zane huffed, and off he left the study.

Lord Wolfarine sighed, as he rubbed his forehead...his thoughts going to the talk he had with Morgana.

  

*

"What insect had flown to the dark flower, very blind I must say." Lady Morgana clicked her tongue.

"What is it, you have to say Morgana?"

"Have you found your mate Milord? A mate is something one is not suppose to refuse not even for a man like yourself Milord." 

"I didn't say I have, did I Morgana?"

"I was just letting you know Milord, better than to know than not to know at all. It could be really frustrating." Lady Morgana said, and smiled before rounding the table and leaving the hall.

**

"Milord!' Zane bursted in to the study room.

"Do you want me to hang your head on the stake and put it at the top of my castle."

"The village where Lady Beatrice stays was ambushed, there is no one left except for Lady Beatrice herself and her family." 

"Hmm. It is not an easy thing to capture a Cold blooded Vampire Zane." The Lord said, and gave him a smile.

"That's not the point here Wolfarine. She's your mate!"

"Are you done?"

"I will tell mother about this!" 

The Lord of Viscoria sighed, tilting his head to look at the younger man that stood near the door.

"Don't test my patience dead brother, you do not want Yuan to suffer for your foolishness."

"She's not part of this, why are you involving her?" Zane gritted his teeth.

"When has Yuan not being a part of this? Yuan has always been a part of our conversation." Lord Wolfarine smiled, clicking his tongue as he continued to flip the pages.

Truth was that, he had already gotten the news that the small village was captured and everyone was taken. 

There was no way she would have been taken, seeing as she was a Cold-blooded Vampire or was she weak? It depended on her.

"The Banquet is tommorow and I would not like you going to mother and spilling nonsense, we both know she is not a sane woman." 

"As you wish Milord." Zane said, walking out of the study not after hitting the vase for it to shatter to the ground.

"How childish!"

                             *****

"If this is the way we're going to load this to the carriage and then I'm afriad we'll leave by nightfall dear sister." Beatrice glared at her sister who picked the little items little by little, sending them to the carriage.

After the village was deserted, there was no way they'd stay alone and alas, they had gotten a house in the city of Viscoria.

"I was hit so many times than you were sister, I have no powers left." Mel said, as she sighed rubbing her forehead to clean the sweats.

"I think that can do Beatrice, no more items to the carriage." Grandpa Pablo said, as he walked out of the house with a small bag that he hung on his neck.

"I wonder what you're going to wear there sister, seeing that you didn't put your box in to the carriage. You might as well end up wearing nothing but your undies. I don't Share." Beatrice huffed, as she got in to the carriage.

"You don't share indeed." Mel chuckled, as she got in to the carriage as well.

Beatrice sighed.

"The Lord's Banquet will be held tommorow dear sister, did you bring the invitation card with you?" Mel asked, and Beatrice nodded after responding with a hum.

"They Lord is quite a beauty isn't he?" Mel asked again.

"Hmm, if you say so dear sister then yes, he is." Beatrice nodded and gave her sister a smile.

"Don't smile like that, it doesn't suit you at all." Mel teased.

"I am a fall....I am an Elite sister."

"Oh...a fallen one!" 

As the carriage rode to the Heart of Viscoria.

TBC