Chapter 13

Lazarus sat there holding his daughters hair and stared at Aurelie. 

"Aurie are you sure? No child has ever been that high in power. It takes years, centuries to even get up in power."

Aurelie still stood there completely still stunned. She shook her head and smiled. "It is what my powers are telling me Lazarus. Your daughter is powerful."

Noticing that his daughter was still, Lazarus pulled Belle up from the bucket. While he had been talking to Aurelie, Jezzebelle had finally succumbed to the Phasing's change. She had officially emptied out her stomach and rested her head on the bucket. Slowly picking her up, Lazarus cradled her in his arms. The red dress that the King had commisoned for her was destroyed from her body reajusting and shifting. Giving her the muscles and strength she now has.

Her hair was longer than what it once was now reaching toward her lower back. Her skin now held the paleness of the moonlight, her nails were now shaped to perfection and were sharp. He then noticed someone else was looking her over.

Lazarus looked straight at Zephyr who kepted tilting his head back and fourth. He was studying her, something that did not agree with Lazarus.

"Do not even think about it."

Pulling back, Zephyr looked at him.

"Are you serious? The one time I actually think about it and you tell me no. Your always telling me hey you should marry and have kids. Just wow Lazarus." 

Lazarus brushed past the King with Jezzebelle in his arms.

"She is just a baby Zeph. She needs her freedom before becoming tied to a male espically one with a high station. She will need to adapt to her powers and learn to control her feedings. I will think on it but right now it is certainly a hell no!"

With that Lazarus took his daughter up to the bedroom she would be staying in. 

Zephyr clenched his hand into a fist. He cared for Jezzebelle more than anyone, he needed Lazarus approval. Zacharie walked up beside Zephyr and placed a hand on his shoulder.  "We can get him to leave if need be." 

Hearing a door shut upstairs, Zephyr shook his head. 

"I need his trust. If I break my dear friends heart, I will never get her and some other fool will take her from me. No I will gladly ride out this storm and watch over her until she is ready."

Lazarus sat upstairs in his daughters room watching her sleep. He had hoped her transformation held off. Now she was objected to all of the harsh rules that kepted their Citidal safe. He did not know how long it would take to get her Blood Thirst to not over power her and kill her mother. He also did not want her to be afriad of what she has become and not feed properly. A starving vampire could lead to chaos and destruction and the one thing in life he did not want to do was put his daughter down because she would end of breaking one of the most sacred five laws.

Hearing the door open, Lazarus looked over his shoulder. Zephyr grabbed a chair and brought it next to Lazarus. Sitting down he propped his feet up on the edge of the bed.

"Do not worry Mon Ami. She will not stray from her path. She has entire Council and King to keep her on the right path."

Zephyr took a deep breath and then looked at Lazarus.

"I am intrested in your daughter, not because of the power level but because she has the strong opiinons and knows how to voice her feelings. Not hide them amongst skirts and jewels and think I am made of money. I have been watching over her from sometime. She is perfect for me even if you attest. I can wait for her 18th year if that eases your parental mind."

Zephyr chuckled at the thought.

"I do realize she would throw a fit anyways because humans tend to throw a fit when kids marry young."

Lazarus turned his head very slowly, and gave him his death stare.

"Yeah it requires the parents signature, and like I said before over my dead body. Get off the subject Zeph."

Holding his hands up in the air, Zehpyr smiled.

"I am just letting you know, I will get off the subject for right now but it will come up later in the future." 

Lazarus growled at him and both men turned to watch Jezzebelle who was peacefully completing the transformation while passed out

"I just do not need her going down the wrong path Zeph, we worked so hard to make this Society not fall into despair and war with other Citidals. Bad enough the Southern Demon Kindgom wants to try and push his luck with us."

Zephyr looked away, he knew they were not ready for war. The Ancients could easily go to war but those below 100 years did not know how to fight. He was strict on that he did not want to send childern out to fight something that was not nesscary. The women were not allowed to engage due to the fact he needed them to produce the bloodlines and it was very difficult for them to carry a child to full term.

Looking back to Jezzebelle he knew eventually he would get her, even if he had to climb through the gates of Hell to have her.