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Rèmy watched his brother move to answer the door, worried for a moment that it was a hunter. A werewolf wouldn't have been an enormous deal with the three vampires in one place even if they traveled in packs. When he saw it was a woman dressed in an old fashion and elegent. He stood and went to greet her as well. She smelled of earth and blood.

"Rèmy is just fine," he answered. He bowed slightly to the woman who had introduced herself as Henrietta Blackwood. He remembered their father saying something about the woman and the house, but it had been so long ago, he could not seem to remember what exactly it was. Apparently, it was that she was living below the Earth of their gardens for all this time. He shivered slightly, imagining being confined in a coffin down in the dark. He would rather be above with his darling Eva and his brother and the rest of his coven. But she was much older than he and she probably had her reasons.

At her attempt at a joke, he smiled and held out his hand to her in a gesture of greeting. If offered, he would place a light kiss on her knuckles. "Well then you have blossomed beautifully," he said, his charm on display for there was little else to fear than an angered ancient vampire. "Do come in. We have an important matter to discuss. My girl friend is also here," He gestured to the beautiful vampire in the room. "This is Eibhlin Canniff. Eva, this is Henrietta Blackwood."