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Marcus Draven
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PostPosted: Sun Jun 12, 2011 1:16 am Post subject: Sleep of the Dead Reply with quote
Darkness once again claimed the lands, as the last rays of light retreated over the horizon. Nocturnal creatures began to stir and wake. Soon those born of bloodshed, forsaken by death itself, rose from their resting place. As with any civilized society, they adhere to their own forms of law. This is no different for the Vampire kind, and none knew this better than Marcus. Punishment was to be given, but how could he punish the Queen of the House?

Perhaps, she knew this was to come. Because this night she appeared different than before. A sort of terrifying calm was about her as her eyes fell upon Marcus. The House of Draven grew much over the last few weeks, their haven has been secured and their front company established. Even steps to reestablish the Shadow Council were underway. It would not be long now before the House was in full swing, and the Kindred are united against potential enemies. Despite all these achievements, something loomed over the Lord and Lady of the House. The failure of the Lady while the Lord slept in Torpor.

Lady Adara knew a punishment was coming, and with a simple look from Marcus, she knew instantly it was tonight. They spent some time alone together, once again feeding upon one another to rekindle the bond between them. At the appointed hour Marcus rose and left the room, Adara followed closely behind him. They left the Castle and walked to the Mausoleum. They entered the Crypt and walked down the row until they stood before their coffins. She looked up at him, a single tear formed. Not for the punishment she was about to endure, but for failing her Sire and mate.

Lord Marcus held her close for a moment, telling her that she shall rise once again at the right time. With that he lifted her up and into the coffin. Looking over her a moment he could not help but wonder if this was the right thing to do. She did not question what was to be done and she slowly moved her hand to his, guiding it over her own heart. A wooden stake lay within his grasp. And as he looked into her eyes, he shoved the stake down. She now rests in Torpor, the sleep of the dead. For a period to be determined by the Lord of the House, by her love. There was only one thing for certain, when she did wake, she would never fail him again.
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