Death and decay desecrated the loveliest of days in the city of Rontaria, the once city of golden gates now a crumble of rust and ash. City of once beautiful white walls were now overgrowth and stained in the crimson splatters of the age so long ago, when Lucien’s people ravenously tore through the streets in the crimson glow of the harvesting moon. Sinister souls found their bodies grasped by the dark prince himself.

Dreaded now, this city of glory, guarded by the toughest of guards, the land around it scared with the burns of the blaze that gathered in all our hearts. Trees of ash blow limply gentlest of breezes under the crystallized gazes of the new people of Rontaria.

Lucien stood on the balcony, his dark black pants going over the dark boots with ease and causing the violet shirt to stand out against his pale skin, the eyes of magnificent emerald starring over his land as though seeing it for the first time. His raven black hair flowed over his broad shoulders and giving him a beautiful glow that no human could resist. Hands clasped behind his back, the dark prince gave a gentle sigh of boredom, nothing since that glorious day of taking out his enemy had he felt so alone. The flames flashed behind his eyes, the memory of that day when the Drodians were taken down to the ground blazing brightly ignoring the grumble in his stomach.

“Sir, there is someone to see you down in the royal hall. Shall I tell them you’ll be right down?” his butler asked, his amber eyes gazing at the prince’s back. Lucien nodded his head slightly.

“I shall be down in just a moment,” Lucien replied as he turned to dismiss the man, but was too slow, the gentlemen had already left the room to tell them guest that the master would soon join them.

(Down in the Royal Hall)

“My apologies for the wait, Lord Lucien wishes to you to know he will be right with you,” he bowed his head in respect.

((is this an open rp? if it is can I join and if you could tell me a bit about the plot ^^ I'll edit my post when you reply thank you))

(Sure it is open, so go right on ahead. Right now I don't have much on the plotline, most of the rps I have done are normally build on both sides of plot... if you don't mind.)

((Is this related to the "Dark" series by Christine Feehan by any chance? Seems intriguing...

"Of course we will wait as long as we need to" The buff short man said happily, the women next her just nodded in agreement fanning her fan on her face. The girl behind them just stood there like some sort of ghost, unnoticeable she had long brown hair, pale dreamy skin, ruby red eyes, long golden painted finger nails and wore a Shinto priestess like outfit. At her sides she cared two katanas and her expression was emotionless as if the life in her had been drained out and replaced with nothing. The couple talked among each other and paid no attention to the poor girl, she stood there still not moving an inch. "I hope the prince likes this treasure" The women mused "indeed my dear, finding such a treasure as this only comes once in a life time" the man said happily. "She'll make a perfect private protector or more then that" the women laughed covering her mouth with the fan as she did so. "yes yes, a strong warrior but everything you can expect of a women. Making her a gift to his highness well favor us above all the other nobles!" the man boosted the women just agreed laughing along. The girl behind them said nothing still, a gentle wind below in from the open window and blew on the girl her brown hair flew with it, and for once since she had arrived she closed her eyes to feel the wind and smell its freshness from the night. The girl had no idea how she ended up with this two weirdos, she was just captured out of nowhere and was told she had been sold from the Koisoboshi Clan for money. She didn't really care really, she never really did care for anything she had been abandoned since birth, trained to be an elite warrior and a high priestess at a clan and Shinto Shrine so this change of life didn't bother her.

((this is how she looked like))

(No this is not part of the Dark series, my apologies, I'm not even sure what that is.)

"His royal prince, Lucien," the butler announced as Lucien swiftly glided down the royal-red steps into the large hall. Emerald eyes flashed over the guests with an uncaring expression before he approached them. A low bow showed his respect for the guest then he stood, straighter than any other human would, an observing smile approaching his lips.

"I appreciate your arrival, may I help you?" he asked polietly, while on the inside he hoped that whatever this couple wanted would be quick and make his time worth the long walk down the steps. The butler stood at his side as a support, like he had always done, since Lucien was just a young boy til the day of his transformation. The small breeze from the window relieved Lucien a small bit, for he was not the type of person to be in confined areas, he loved the smell of the spring water in the air and the small animals scurrying about in the far distance that only his vampiric ears could hear. Then his eyes, that were lost in a far out memory spotted the woman behind the couple, "This is not another offering, is it, my friends?" he asked polietly.

The dark prince stared at the area where the warriors had once been then slowly turned to face the couple, avoiding a direct glance at Akuma. "That compares to what?" he questioned the two for a second and then, before they could even blink he stood behind them, one of the greatest a fastest of their kind in the whole city. "Compared to my feets? My speed, my power? You bring me a mere human that should..." he traced the woman's neck beside her husband with a frown on his face, "match myself? Am I the lonely soul this city truly believes me to be?" the prince shook his head just as he nicked the woman's neck with one of his glassy nails.

"A mere human..." he turned away from the woman quickly and made his way over to Akuma, his expressionless face matching her own, but unlike the girl his eyes told his tale, the pain that laid deep within his own sould. "What do you think Akuma? To be a gift, a prisoner without your permission, who could you... an assassin with such skill be caught by such a clumsy couple? Does your pride not feel any shame? To be brought to the prince himself, who may do as he pleases with such a gift?" his eyes meet hers with the same coldness, but his showed a wise age, beyond all her years.

Lucien was very unsatisfied with the gift, but unlike other who would throw the gift aside and banish the couple before him he turned on his heels and waved his hand. "Your gift has been accepted. But hear me now..." his emerald gaze turnd to a icy stare that blazed with his rage, "I'm not a lonely soul and if you wish to keep your land intact with no stains on your bloody hands then you will do well in not shaming me with mere humans as if this was a baby shower... find something worth my time..." he waved a dismissal in their wake and returned his eyes to the dark window, that mirrored the moon in the sky.

"Akuma, I suppose I'll show you your room and have Amad here show you your duties..." the prince's voice was more distant now and almost a calm as a spring breeze, though his tense muscles showed that he was still unhappy with the events that happened in his royal hall. The butler at his side seemed wary of his mood and kept a distance from the both of them, he was unhappy for another reason, not only was his master the finest of the vampire lords and a great killer, but they were now acompanied by an assassin that at any moment could kill him, he being a very weak vampire was at a high disadvantage.

"S-sir, w-what d-duties will s-she be p-p-preforming?" Amad quickly asked, his stuttering almost apparent. Answered with a dull look of unknowing, the butler turned his head and nodded quickly. "R-right... unders-stood..." he fiddled around with his hands as he glanced back at the woman though never to make eye contact and quickly followed his master. "So.."

"If you are unsure of what you must assign her then take her to Damien... he will surely understand any and all duties that she must be given... is that understood, Amad?"

"Y-y-yess... S-sir..." he kept up with his master, glancing now and again at the dangerous human that now accompanied their household.

Lucien paused in the hall when he heard Akuma's quick steps and the chirps of a little bird, his ears detected the words she uttered. Amad stared at the window where Akuma stood in amazement. "I'm surprised..." the dark prince took a few unhumanly graceful strides toward the assassin and watched the bird. "Mari can help the bird, if you wish it to live..." his aura went from raging mad to a gentle calmness that too was unnatural for a human.
(this is what Lucien sorta looks like)

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Eira stood at the edge of the city with one leather brown gloved hand on her waist, there was a look of annoyance on her pale peach face as she cocked her head to the side. "Tsk, Tsk, Tsk..." she noticed that the couple who had taken Akuma to the prince were speaking between themselves and she just became more aggitated. Her white tunic swayed with her as she checked her leather belt for her daggers and other gagets that would in turn help her find Akuma. "This will not do... this will not do at all..." steely eyes stared up at the castle as she took a few strides foward. She had to get to Akuma to tell her the mission that she was on... otherwise everything would be for nothing. "Stupid couple... a bunch of morons..." she threw her hands up and shook her head before running off towards the gates of the city.

(This is Eira)

With a light nod, the vampiric prince turned away from Akuma and waved for her and Amad to follow him. He stayed completely silent as he took them into the darkest of the corridors till they came to a hall that was filled with doors with a good space between each one. "Here we are..." Lucien finally broke the silence and opened the creeky door to a queen sized corridor. The queen bed laid in a frame of windows that overcasted the Nanaki Forest and Mirror lake. To the east of the room sat a fire place framed in empty bookcases. "The room is a little boring, but any furniture that you wish can be place in along with any belongings or favored objects, just inform Amad," Lucien informed her.

Amad, who had been missing a moment ago, appeared with a young girl, who looked to only be ten, at his side. Her dead violet eyes stared at the dove with a strange curiousity before one of her pale hands stretched out. "I'll take him..." her voice was barely audible, even the best of hearing strained to make out her words. "He'll be better in the morning, I assure you..."

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Leeping over the wall, Eira landed squarly on her feet, a puff of breath escaping her thin lips. A grin spread out on her features as she dashed for the shadows. There was no time to lose and no time to risk being caught in this town of vampires, for they would gladly have her for dinner. "Fun..." she murmured, the quick intake of air causing a sharp pain in her lungs as she plunged foward into the darkening alleyways towards the castle.

"Please, the name is Lucien..." he didn't like all the formalities his royalty gave him, but he managed to contian himself around guests that consitantly called him by his royal title. Though his servants never gave up on calling him 'master Lucien'. "And for now you may rest... dinner will be prepared in a few hours, I expect you to show up..." he then turned, his violet shirt ruffling as he made his way towards his own room.

Amad stared at Akuma for the longest moment, Mari had already left the area with the little dove. "They didn't send you hear to kill Master Lucien did they?" he asked suddenly, he had been warey of this girl since the beginning, he did not want his master to be harmed...

~*~*~

Eira found her way into the court-yard past the guards, her eyes focusing on one of the windows on a higher level of the castle. None of the guards seemed to notice her as she passed by them in a blurred motion. "Almost..." she laughed at herself.

Amad stared at Akuma for a moment longer then decided that he had nothing to worry about, his master was going to be safe. But something still bothered him, why would anyone just sell an assassin to someone without giving any commands? Had they forgotten to give her the commands, or where they just completely done with her all together. There was something wrong with this situation that made him very uneasy, but for now he would let it go.

Lucien returned to his own room, the blue fire in the black fireplace flickering in a wild manor. Emerald eyes spotted the flicker and made a beautiful glow on his eyes. There was a moment of calmness when his hands shot up to the sides of his face and he began to remeber the past. Their faces swiveling into his mind, their voices, please and disturbed expressions swirling around him as he sank to the floor. 'Why do you always both me?' he thought to himself. His body now leaning against the wall heavily in his sitting postion. "To prove a point!" he shouted, his voice echoing throughout the whole castle. Servants, frightened by another outburst of their master, quickly ran through the hall to other duties that would keep them further away from them. This way they felt safer.

~*~*~

Birds that had been perched on the top of the castle suddenly went up in flight in fear of something that had happened in the castle. "What..." Eira watched them a moment before the voice came through the castle in an echoing voice.

"To prove a point!" she shook her head, he was losing it, this was not good for her cause. If he lost it now he would endanger everyone, this is why she did her homework on the prince before showing up to the castle. Everything that his secrets were suppose to hide was in her grasp, and this was not a good sign. He must have dwelled on the past too much. Erging her feet to move faster, she turned a corner to see Amad leaving a room with the door wide open. "Akuma..." she whispered.