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Started May 15, 2019 by Deleted user

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"This is a continuation of the Royal wing, and yes, all the way up here." Verrian sighed, looking back towards the other vampire.

"Right. Well, I'll leave you to it, then." He quite liked the King's son; Prince Verrian. Of course Klaus heard very little of him, but he seemed like a nice kid-vampire-thing. Now to see his eyes totally broken from the loss of his mother was saddening. "Do you ned help keeping an eye on the nobles?" He inquired suddenly.

"That would be much appreciated. You honestly seem like on of the most competent ones here." Verrian said, deciding that Klaus could be of help to him. His fingers tapped against the bloodstone pendant hanging at his neck, it was a gift from his mother.

(I like how Klaus thinks Ver is a kid when he's about 6 thousand years old, lol.)

Etzli saw Verrian and waved a little bit. He seemed agitated, but she supposed that would be expected. She turned back to Victor and said softly, "Why don't we grab some books then go elsewhere? The prince looked annoyed…. It'll be better if we go somewheres we won't be disturbed and won't disturb."

Victor nodded but let his hand linger on the shelf for a little while longer. With a sigh he scanned the shelves until he found a few volumes that looked interesting to him. He pulled them down softly into his arms and with a look from Etzli he walked silently out of the room.

(Lmao)

"Competence is something that should be akin with our age," He murmured wisely, his nose pointed up slightly at the compliment.
"What would you like me to do, my Prince?"

Etzli quickly grabbed a couple of books along with her previous reading and stumbled out of the library after Victor. She trotted along beside him humming a lullaby softy and smiling.

(Lmao)

"Competence is something that should be akin with our age," He murmured wisely, his nose pointed up slightly at the compliment.
"What would you like me to do, my Prince?"

"Perhaps just observe for now." He mused out loud, arms crossed in thought. "Actually, I want to know who suspects who, it would help narrow down who actually killed my mother."

Victor turned to Etzli, who was still humming contentedly. A small smile twitched at the corner of his lips. "You are a funny one," he stated. "I like you."

Etzli blushed and smiled up at him. "Well, that's one person!" She sang softly to herself before asking, "Where are we going?"

He raised an eyebrow. "One? I am sure you have more worthy admirers than I." He looked over to her a curious glint in his eyes. "And I expected you were leading the way out. I showed up uninvited and have not been assigned sleeping quarters."

Etzli shook her head. "You're the first!" Then her servant ran up to the both of them. "Ms. Etzli! I'm to show you to your room!" Etzli nodded. "Lead the way." She motioned to Victor to follow.

Victor followed the servant, remembering the days when he would have been pampered by maids and the like. The memories brought a bittersweet smile to his lips. He realized suddenly that he was accompanying a lady to her sleeping quarters. How risque, he mused. In the days before he never would have dared. How he had changed since then.

They arrived and Elizabeth bowed quickly before asking, "Do you need anything?" Etzli just asked, "Did you put my coconut milk in the room?" "Yes, along with the blood. Please. Drink some." Etzli shook her head, smiling faintly, before dismissing her servant. She led Victor into her room. She dropped the books onto a table before collapsing into a chair, shaking. She started to cough violently.

Victor looked disturbed for a moment and tensed up, ready to run for help. Then he realized this was probably a common occurrence and sat down beside her, composing himself as he had been taught in his youth. "You really should drink some," Victor said casually. It wasn't in his nature to push, but the female looked far from well.

Etzli shook her head and pulled the partial bottle she had in her pocket from earlier and gulped it down. "I'll be fine." She wasn't. She was slowly dying and she knew it. But she wouldn't touch blood with a ten foot pole. Not after….. She looked stressed and anxious, rubbing her arms as if trying to get warm.

"Hmm," he said, unconvinced. "May I have the honor of knowing why you do not partake in the food of our people?" He sighed, "I went through the same phase when I first transformed, but I had to change if I wanted to live."

Etzli looked down at her lap and muttered something about 'PTSD'. She fidgeted with her skirt, wanting to change into more comfortable clothes. She coughed again and she covered her mouth. When she drew her hand away, her palm was covered in blood.

He looked at her grimly. "I believe you are very sick. Do you truly wish to die instead of consume blood. It need not be human blood if that is what bothers you.."

Etzli just calmly pulled out an already stained kercheif and wiped her hand off, showing that this has obviously happened before. "It's any blood. It doesn't matter what kind. If I see and smell it…. I go a little bit insane…. It's embarrassing and terrifying."

"Still better than death," he commented. He shook his head. "But enough about that. Doubtless it has been spoken of more often than you wish. Instead let us speak of your lineage, if you are so inclined."

Etzli raised an eyebrow. "Alright… What do you want to know?" Her eyes trailed over to the books they had brought in, wanting to read them and escape, but didn't want to be rude.

"Tell me all. I have not known many of my kind. I know of the families, but that is all. I assume each has a rank of sorts that correlates to power, respect and prestige."

Etzli winced. "Um… I don't know a ton… So every vampire belongs to a "family" which is just a group of vampires that are there either because they were born into it or a family member bit them and turned them. There are the family leaders, which in the case of my family are my Aunt and Uncle. They oversee their family, which can get quite extensive, and each family member eventually gets assigned a job that benefits the family. I haven't gotten mine yet."