Thread: Abducted.

The house was filled with shrieking vampires in their ancient tongue. They were outraged and the king that sat amongst the high council knew all too well. His head was in his hands, and he crouched over in his large billowing black gold chair that stood above the other vampires with its intricate designs. But still, a his light blue hair rustled in the wind, he had no desire to believe the words coming from the scouts. Are you for certain? Came the old man's voice. The king or Lord Snctus looked to be in his late thirties and still was a beauty to stare up. He sat up and straightened his back as he spoke the ancient language to his head guard that stood in front of him. In the large room, which was in a shape of a dome. The miniature chairs were set around him in the shape of the circle. The high council members were each in one of the brown chairs. Though they had beautiful old designs in them, they were not as gorgeous as the one the Lord sat in. All eyes was on his tear stricken face. He looked as though he was about to keel over in pain and die from the lose of someone so dear to him. That with which the guard was reporting. The tall mountainous man, with a cluster of other armored men, were on one knee in front of the weeping lord. Their fists over their hearts and their heads bowed in sorrow. Though the mountainous man was the one in front that looked like he would tower over the rest. He spoke up clearly, Yes my lord. Lady Lith was not in her chambers. We searched for her amongst the inside of the walls, but as the scouts.. The man waved his big hand at the cluster of gentlemen behind him, ...have told me that they found her necklace at the ground where the bodies were found. But her body was not there? Lord Snctus rose a startled brow as he muttered the words. He had the same glowing blue eyes as Lithium, and it was apparent that the color of his hair had been the same as hers once. But his skin was tan, and there were things about him she didn't have. Like his height or his broad shoulders. Answer me Zimatheious. I must know! The lord cried his words and some of the slutty vampire servants were amongst his sides, patting him and rubbing against his arm as they looked at the mountainous guard, Zimatheious. No...it was not mi'lord. We believe they found out who she was and took her for ransom...but we have gotten no word on which coven of vampires attacked our escort. Zimatheious' eyes fell on the ground in shame. Before the words had even slide from his Lord's mouth, he knew exactly what he was going to say. I told you to keep watch of my daughter and be alert that she would leave the confides of her room for her freedom. I told you that it was very vital that she was kept safe and well guarded. I knew that she would run off to fight beside the others once more. But, you! He pointed his long skinny finger at Zimatheious, his brows furrowing with a rage of anger that twisted in his eyes. You fell asleep while keeping guard of my daughter. This is your fault! I will give you till the break of the next day's dawn. If my daughter is not returned safely to the House of Kalion, then I will demolish you myself. Trust me Zimatheious, I will make you suffer the worst ways possible till you are screaming for your own death! The sudden tone in his voice had sent the vampires all curling in their chairs in fright. But Zimatheious had nodded his head and rose to his feet. He spoke softly, Yes mi'lord. I will find who has taken the young princess and bring her back. If I do not, I accept the full punishment for my mistakes. Then he was gone from before the council, and the room was silent. Princess Lithium had not left the spot she had been thrown onto. She had closed her eyes and endured the pain as she had chomped down on her lips and twitched about. But they healed up, or at least enough that they only throbbed. When she had finally curled up into a ball, her drenched hair sprawled out on the floor and her armor still wet with dew, that's when the door had busted opened. She had been asleep for the amount of time he had been gone to get her rest, and the restraints were still among her wrists keeping them behind her back. Her eyes opened when she heard the patting of feet against the floor. The strange language rippled into her ears, and she looked up to find the leader of the ambushers setting things down on the bed. It was him speaking, but she was so lost onto what he was trying to say. Of course, she kicked her legs when he picked her up and stripped her. She made a horrified cry afraid he was going to do something else as he protested in that strange language for her to stop her kicking assault. But when she felt the water against her skin and she ground her teeth together from the slight pain, she realized what he had been trying to do. To clean her wounds. She calmed down after a while and let him finish up. She tried to help him with placing on the strange cloths, but she didn't do much of a good job. Then as he walked away and the fluxation of his words range into her ears, it almost sounded like he was questioning her. But she wasn't sure. He turned around and stared at her and she stared back. When he was finished talking she furrowed her brow and huffed angrily. Niyo keio ae il... She spoke the words, in the simple old language. The simple words simply stated, 'I don't understand you.' and that was all she said.