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Arian winced slightly as Rebecca's hug put slight pressure on the bruise on her stomach. She didn't say anything though, because the feeling was nice, the last time she'd been hugged was before her old Master had been killed. Just as Rebecca let go Dorian pulled her to a couch, speaking of a plan to set them free.

Arian closed her eyes, there was no way she could leave. The Master had bought her lie about the prisoners in the basement having been drained, and he seemed to not suspect her of letting the harem run wild. Still with her eyes closed she shook her head her curls falling from their ribbon and falling across her shoulder and into her face.

"I can't leave. I'm needed here."

She stood and made her way back toward the door. As she placed her hand on the knob she turned back to them, blinking back more tears.
"I shouldn't hear your plan either. You shouldn't trust me like that."

She opened the door and stepped out, closing it behind her. The tears that she'd been holding in began to leak out. she turned and ran down the hall, heading straight for the library, where she knew it would be quiet, only the higher-ups in the castle ever entered the library, so she knew she would be left alone. curling up in the far corner of the room behind a bookshelf she let the tears come out full force, soon finding herself attempting to choke back sobs.

After taking Dorian back to the Harem, Raviel walked back to the front of the Master's room. He knocked on it gently and awaited his response.

" Milord. If you may, I would like to have a word with you. " He waited for his response but nothing came. " Damn it Lucian! Open the door! "

Rebecca pressed her lips together. She couldn't just leave Arian behind. Not unless the Master was dead. It would be Arian's death if she was the only one here.

"Dorian, how angry will your father be if he found you here," she asked, a plan starting to take root in her mind.

Lucian sat on his bed, eyes locked on the soft silk sheets. It was the first time he had hit Arian and he wasn't sure what to do about it. He furrowed his brow, he was far too proud to apologize, so all he could do was buy her stuff, starting with the dresses. His thoughts drifted to the beautiful dancer. Though he had been meek and fearful upon first arriving he was beginning to rebel. Lucian might have some trouble on his hands. A knock at his door interrupted his thoughts. It was Raviel, no one else called him by his name.

Too lazy to stand and answer the door he just called out.
"Enter."
He looked to the door waiting for his old friend to enter.

The captain entered the Master's room and bowed. He looked at the Master who was a bit irritated at the events that had met him in his wake.

" Master... erm, Lucian. " Raviel cleared his throat. " I know what you've been through today and the days before. "

Lucian stared silently at a random area in his room. Raviel looked down and sighed.

" I'm saying this as a friend, Lucian. I know the past thousand years have been a bore to you but please, you don't have to carry your load by yourself. " Raviel wasn't the captain of the guard anymore. He was again acting as Lucian's close friend. The man clenched his fist and looked down. " Pleace Lucian. If you have anything bothering you, you can always talk to me. "

He bowed down and turned to the exit.

Rebecca watched Dorian leave. She had to plan. Pulling out paper, she made notes on the song she would use, but her mind wasn't on that. Instead, it was on the possibility of escape. Dorian was the key! He still had family out there that cared about him. Her mother had sold her to pay off debts, and Rebecca honestly believed that her family no longer cared for her. Arian had been here for years, and Rebecca had never heard her talk of her family. It was all up to Dorian's father realizing that Dorian was held here.

Tapping her fingers on the paper, she thought, How can he not know his son was missing? Wouldn't a servant contact him? She was sure that Dorian's father was looking for him. Maybe, if she could find a way to, she'd send him a letter telling him where Dorian was. Just to make sure he'd be at the banquet.

She'd have to talk to Arian about that, but Arian didn't want to know anything about the escape plan. She could just say that it was a letter to her mother, to see if the debts were ever all paid off and how her father was. It wasn't like they didn't know where she was.

And, she prayed the Master never found out.

Not removing his eyes from the window he spoke to Raviel.
"What do I do."
He paused a moment, not used to spilling his heart out to a person. Choosing to convide in his old friend he continued.
"I might have a large-scale rebellion coming my way. Raviel, I'd greatly appreciate it if you could keep an eye on that bunch for me, expecially Dorian and that singer..." he thought as he tried to come up with her name"Rebecca."

He looked back over to his friend before down at his hands that he had folded up in his lap.
"And send for one of the guards at the front gate to get Arian two new dresses, one a emerald velvet, and one red velvet. They should both know her sizes."
He licked his dry lips and muttereed quietly to himself what had been on his mind earlier.
"I've never struck her before..."

" Yes milord. " He bowed to the Master and wet out of his room. Raviel then headed to the guard post and told a guard what the Master wanted. He then left the guard post and went towards the Harem quarters.

The captain merged with the stone walls. It was time for him to learn what the slaves were planning.

Rebecca sat in her room, humming the song over and over to herself. It was almost on automatic, since she was daydreaming of freedom. What would it be like to not have to serve at the whim of another? What would it be like to walk into the chamber of a man and know that you were there because he loved you, and not because you were a possession?

She sighed, covering her head with her hands. Who was she kidding? Even if she made it out of here, no one was waiting for her. And who would want a runaway slave, anyway? Her best bet was to get Dorian to safety.

"Life is so unfair," she muttered.

Al approached the Castle gate, it was nearing dawn and dawn was when she was going to kill them. She reached down into her shirt, picked up her cross, kissed it and said a quiet prayer to her family.

The long journey through the forest had taken a fair bit out of her, but there's vampires to be killing. "Death awaits... we cannot escape, yet in the absence of making our own lives better it's time to make some things life worse." she chanted as she loaded and silenced one her pistols, checked to see that her stakes and sword were sharpened, her UV rounds in the guns were still shining and she had plenty of holy water.

"Game over... bloodsuckers." - she approached the castle gate and all five of the guards readied their weapons. She could tell they weren't vampire, it was nearing sunrise and they wouldn't be here if they were. "You can't be here, said the foremost guard "The only thing worse" she started before shooting the guard "then a vampire" she said as she let off three more bullets killing three more guards while advancing towards the last one "is a human, helping a vampire" she finished as she shot him in the hand.

The guard dropped his gun and she advanced towards him while removing a stake from her belt. "This, will hurt." she said as she drove it through his stomach. "Arghhh-!" he screamed as he bled out over the stake and onto her shirt. "I just, bought this.. b*tch." she said before finally twisting it and driving it upwards under his rib cage through his left lung. She ripped it out and left him there to either bleed out or suffocate.

She knew his scream earlier was going to alert someone so she quickly made her way into the castle and down a side walk, looking for a small empty room to reload her guns and clean off the stake.

Lucian crossed to his door after Raviel left and opened it finding Dorian on the other side looking weak. Wordlessly he grabbed a hold of the small boys wrist pulling him over to the couch that Arian occupied not long ago. Looking at Dorian's face, Lucian knew exactly what he needed. He crossed the room going into a drawer and pulling out a small metal case in which he dumped out a few of the dark blood tablets. putting the case away he walked back over to Dorian and dumped them into his hand except one which he pushed past Dorian's lips into his mouth.

Lucian straightened his back and went back to his bed, sitting down on the silk sheets.
"If that is all you may leave."

Al had a long day, killing as much as she could without exposing herself, she was feeling a little tired. Although the old legend that once you kill the beginning of the bloodline they will all die is one she believes. Not because she checked, but because after she kills the master she doesn't stick around long enough to find out.

She heard someone crying, knocking on a castle door. She turned to see a small boy sobbing, "Hm." she said as she reloaded her gun. She'd never really had to deal with slaves before, at least not children. She darted out pulled him up and cupped her hand over his mouth. "Shh. I'll get you out of here, wouldn't want to let any of them hear us now would we?" she whispered as she made her way back into the room where she had killed the last vampire and closed the door. "Shh. Sh, don't cry. It'll all be over soon," she didn't have much experience with children but there was always a sure fire way to stop anything from doing what she didn't want.

She unholstered a weapon, cocked it and said "If you don't stop I'll have to stop you." she said, in the nicest voice she could manage.

"Be quiet... so, are you okay? You wouldn't still be awake if you were a vampire.. how did you manage to get captured?" she bombarded him with questions, children weren't exactly her specialty.

"F**king bloodsuckers," she said, not even worrying that the child looked about 12. "I'm going to need you to be quiet, because... well it's my safety over yours." she said as she took hold of his hand, as they neared the door she leaned forward making it easy for the thin metal stakes she had attached underneath her shirt to become outlined. Hope that doesn't scare him too much. she thought, but then again the gun would've done as much to help that.