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Cordelia Laurentiu

"I'd do anything to keep my family safe, even if it means I have to eradicate another species to do so."

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a character in “Our Broken Wings”, as played by Cornflower

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At first glance, Cordelia is the complete opposite of her serious Brother. She is cheerful and eager to please, a bright smile rarely leaving her face as she does her best to brighten someone else's day. The vampire Duchess knows exactly what to do in whatever situation it calls for, resolving awkward silences and tense circumstances. Cordelia was always exceptional at receiving emotions, and as a result trained herself to be flexible in whichever situation it calls for, hoping to help her Brother in the jobs that he needs to perform. Radiating an air of innocence with her wide eyed wonder, it is hard to imagine that she was a vampire that had lived for four centuries. All she had ever wanted to be was a lady, poised and polite, someone to be protected and not feared. To get along with others well instead of being looked at with frightened eyes like how some see her Brother, so that's what she did her best to achieve.

Like her Brother, Cordelia is fiercely protective of those she loves, willing to defend them even if it costs her her life. She's not afraid to break away from her front as a graceful lady for their sake, abandoning her embodiment of the phrase 'sugar, spice and everything nice'. Unlike Gavi however, Cordelia doesn't consider her skills and abilities to be particularly good. She sees so much talent everywhere, and she often humbles herself in order to learn from others. Cordelia never gets upset at defeat, only understanding that her opponent was better than her and silently improving herself for the next time she faces one with the same capabilities. There's always space to improve, and pride comes before a fall. It's something that she keeps in mind to remind her Brother about every now and then.

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Cordellia looks flawless in appearance, with her large green eyes and porcelain skin, causing her to look like a china doll when she wears dresses. Apart from that, her slim limbs and petite frame makes her look fragile and breakable, hardly showing the brute strength she hides under that vulnerable look. Her long golden curls are usually swept up into two long twin tails, her hair looking as if the color of liquid sunlight, dazzling in its golden hue.

Like what she envisions ladies do, Cordelia likes to dress herself up in ribbons and dresses, liking their bright color and variety. Though there are a select few she likes and wears frequently, it isn't odd to find her wearing different dresses for various occasions, having learned how to sew one herself in her free time. There are few things to entertain her in the centuries she had lived through, so Cordelia occupied her time with dressing up in front of the mirror. It might seem vain to some, but it was just a way for her to find something interesting to do apart from reading or fighting.
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|Likes|
+ Reading - Books are such wonderful creations, able to connect the past and future with a few simple sentences. It shows one's hopes and dreams, ambitions and thoughts. It reveals that perhaps people aren't that different after all, that everyone just might be able to get along. It is a comforting feeling of hope, as briefly as it lasts.
+ Gavril - As far as Cordelia is concerned, her brother is the absolute best anyone could wish for. He has taken care of her ever since they were younger, and despite being only a century apart Cordelia looks up to her elder brother as her role model and someone she wants to learn from and protect.
+ Dancing - There are few things she likes better to do than to waltz around the empty halls, moving her feet fluidly through the rooms as if to a enchanting, nonexistent beat. Her movements are elegant and nimble, making those watching often feel compelled to join in. It had been sometime since she danced with a partner however, since she doesn't want to be too much of a bother to her brothers.
+ Family - The humans aren't going to take anymore of them away for her, that's for sure. Her family is something that she will protect to her dying breath, and there is nothing that Cordelia wouldn't give up just to keep them safe.

|Dislikes|
+ Humans - Can't they just leave her family alone? They already killed her father, someone that she respects and loves greatly, and she was not going to forgive them for that. Not in the next millennia, thats for sure. She is fixated on exterminating all of them to make sure her family is safe for good, and no matter how long that might take she was going to get it done.
+ Internal Conflicts - Cordelia usually ends up trying to be the peacekeeper in her family, keeping her siblings from getting into quarrels the best she could.
+ Silence - Her mind always manages to leap to the worst conclusions whenever there is a period of prolonged silence, so that is something that she doesn't enjoy.

|Skills|
+ Sword fighting - One might say she was a natural at it, a prodigy in terms of footwork and how she moves her body, dodging and attacking as if it was a instinct that has been driven into her. Cordelia reads movements easily and dodges effortlessly, she could be a fearsome fighter if not for her unwillingness to act in that 'unladylike' manner.
+ Mimicry - Disguises and that sort, Cordelia has loved to mimic voices and mannerisms when she was smaller. She could still do a perfect repetition of her brothers' voices if need be, and she sometimes does so to tease them.
+ Daydreaming - Not so much of a skill as a means to escape, but her mind can drift off anywhere at any time, her gaze fixing on something far away that no one can see. She likes escaping to her mind if there was no other choice.

|| Fears ||
+ Claustrophobia - Cordelia isn't very good with closed spaces when you couldn't move your arms, it reminds her too much of a coffin and it's easy to get her to break down in circumstances like those.
+ Losing the war - It isn't something she herself can control, but she doesn't want to think of her family being killed or forced to become slaves. Humans are terrifying creatures, there is no way of knowing what they'd do once they win.
+ Disappointment - She doesn't want to disappoint anyone, especially not her family. It is one of the worst fears, to be viewed as a disgrace by the ones she respects so highly.

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Cordelia was born just a century after Gavril, and since she was little she had been trained by her mother. She was taught manners and etiquette, knowing what was expected of her as a noble and doing her best to fulfil it. Gavril was strong, so all Cordelia had ever wanted to do was to act like a typical girl, sweet and polite, wearing dresses and playing with dolls. However, once again her mother had different plans. When she was just a child, her mother pulled her in to train with Gavril, confusing the girl quite a bit since the fighting was something violent and unknown to her. She learned quickly no less, but she was reluctant to do so, simply satisfied with being protected. She was worried that if she knew how to fight, people would be afraid of her, and she'd be feared instead of getting along with others like she does now. To this day, Cordelia still keeps up with her gentle appearance whenever she doesn't need to fight.

Soon, Saxon was adopted into the family, only a mere two years younger than her. Cordelia always treated him like Saxon was a twin brother, their ages being so similar. Two years was hardly a lot in the years she had lived, and even if Saxon was adopted she loved him the same as she would her 'real' family.

A few more years passed in blissful peace, then the news of her father's death shook her once again. Her father was someone she respected and looked up to greatly, it angered her to think that humans had taken him away from her. The rage caused her to realise that her strong father wasn't undefinable like she had expected after all, and that day was the one that caused her to make a vow to herself that she'd pick up the sword again, to protect her family from anything that threatens their existence. She couldn't expect them to protect and love her any longer, and take their peace and happiness for granted. She joined her brother in trying to hunt down and eradicate all the humans as well, the hatred clouding her judgement. She was bitter then, her father's death filled her with unquenchable thirst for revenge. The determination to kill them all once and for all fuelled her actions, and before she knew what was going on it was too late and Gavril was surrounded by humans that nearly killed him. Cordelia was more fortunate, she escaped unscathed whilst all the attention was focused on her brother. After that incident, her determination for revenge has yet to be stopped, though Cordelia learned to be more patient, biding her time for the right time to attack. She doesn't want to endanger her brother again just because of the fact that she wanted to massacre all of the humans.

Gavril has become quite distant to Saxon however, for reasons Cordelia never found out. All she wanted to do now was to maintain her appearance and help her brother out with his responsibilities.

So begins...

Cordelia Laurentiu's Story

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Empire Headquarters were chaos. Pages frantically running from office to office notifying those who hadn't already been alerted by the shouts outside of the assembly that had been called seemingly out of nowhere. The General had called a meeting of every officer on base. He was rarely heard or seen by anyone other than the Lieutenant, so to call such a large meeting he must have caught wind of something major, and chances are it wouldn't be good. Things rarely were nowadays. To make it worse the assembly was called just 10 minutes prior. They didn't honestly think they'd be able to get hundreds of officers in uniform and on the parade square in less than 20 minutes, but it was a direct order from the General, and he isn't known for his kindness towards those who disappoint him. So the fearful pages ran throughout the halls of the military dormitories, air horns in hand screaming for those who were not yet awake to get in uniform and on the parade square as fast as humanly possible.

The vampire capital was much more calm, having called a meeting of the upper class vampires an hour. Though this did little to ease the building tension, as the vampires sat in the large auditorium. Whispering their theories as to why they were gathered on such short notice as the filtered into the theater. Normally they were given at least a months notice as well as insight as to what the meeting would be about, but this time they were only given the time and place. Each one just as clueless as to why they were there, not one daring to skip the meeting. If the king found out chances are they'd be killed or demoted, a rare but cruel punishment. Silence fell across the room as the king stepped out onto the stage, the anticipation of the upcoming announcement growing by the minute.

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Character Portrait: Mina Saito Character Portrait: Gavi Laurentiu Character Portrait: Millicent BΓ‘thory Character Portrait: Cordelia Laurentiu Character Portrait: Saxon Laurentiu Character Portrait: Kygo Tepes
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Some old wounds never truly heal, and bleed again at the slightest word


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The day had begun early for Baroness Bathory, she had awoken to the sound of her few remaining slaves running to and fro. Her main servant, a butler by the name of Andreas, was standing at the foot of her black satin bed.

"My lady, you have been summoned by the King himself. Seems to be a big to do, a meeting of the well-oft. Shall I send you via the transport? Or will you be walking?" The small girl's body remain still, like a pebble midst a stream, unmoved even by all going on around it. Andreas tightened his lips into a thin line, he wasn't about to allow his mistress to ignore a direct summons, it seemed incredibly important. Lady Eugenia, her predecessor, had never denied the king. Of anything really, whether it be her presence or her body if he so willed it, she gave it. This new lady of house Bathory was so lazy, so aloof. Lost in her own world, her voice was almost a whisper at all times, soft and young. Andreas couldn't understand it one bit. Why wouldn't Lady Eugenia just give him the new ruling position he had served her for centuries. But, no instead he was given this child. This child who's eyes saw into his very soul, judging him, whenever she looked directly at him it was as if he were nude and on display. Vulnerable for all to see. He hated her. She made the hairs on his neck stand on end.

"I shan't ask you again madam. Arise and be off. Lady Eugenia would never-" Just like that in a blink of an eye Millicent was behind him, Lady Eugenia's dagger to his throat, her eyes alert like a Lioness on the hunt, Andreas felt the razor sharp blade slice his neck to where a bead of his deep crimson blood formed on the tip of the black metal.

"I'd appreciate it immensely if you closed that ever prattling void of a mouth." She lowered the blade and walked around in front of him, he towered over her but he was clearly frozen in fear, even he had not seen her make a move.

"I'll be taking the transport, walking would be my end." She turned and began getting dressed dismissing him with one more statement.

"If you ever mention your previous mistress in my presence again or compare me to her. I will kill you without a second thought." Her eyes trained on the taller vampire, his pride withered into nothing, white as a sheet he bowed low and muttered his apology before hurrying out away from the demoness that now ruled him.

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By the time she had arrived at the specified meeting place, she was dressed in a long fine kimono, it was the color of blood with Raven feathers in the pattern. A stunning gown against her pale skin and stark hair. Other well-known vampire lords and ladies were filtering into the auditorium, some Millicent recognized, others she did not. Not that she minded because as she entered everyone around her went oddly quiet, as if her aura alone muted them. Some drew in sharp breaths hoping she wouldn't look at them. The odd rumor about her eyes stealing souls had become fact to the community. Because of this no one would ever meet her gaze and they'd play it off as if they weren't doing it on purpose. It hurt the girl, not enough to where it mattered really. She made her way to a seat and sat down, her slender hand rested on her thigh, she was greeted by the outline of her treasured dagger. You never know when you might need protection. It brought her calm knowing it was close to her. A wicked smile eased onto her delicate face as the king entered, silencing the room completely, the hushed whispers dying off like the burned out embers of a powerful fire. Oh how she longed to have influence as he did. Soon she would possess that respect for herself. Controlling all the vampires without a word. She was close to that now, but definitely not as well as the king. Something about him was awe-striking, perhaps his age or his experience. Either way, giants fell every day. It was only a matter of time until this Goliath fell as well. Who better to claim the kill than the lovely Baroness from the outlands?

No one.

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Character Portrait: Mina Saito Character Portrait: Gavi Laurentiu Character Portrait: Millicent BΓ‘thory Character Portrait: Cordelia Laurentiu Character Portrait: Saxon Laurentiu Character Portrait: Kygo Tepes
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ImageSaxon lifted his forearm from his eyes and winced at the incoming light. He blinked a few times dispersing the dark spots blurring his vision. He sighed. Now that he had woken up, he was obligated to get up out of bed. He cursed his inability to fall back asleep once he woke up.

It was only when he attempted to push himself up from the comfortable cushion, that he registered the body entangling his own. 'Huh.' He thought to himself slightly amused. How had he missed that? Dispassionately, he took in the appearance of the female draped over him. Wavy, chestnut hair tickled his chin and alabaster skin contrasted sharply with his dark, tawny color. She was younger than him from the looks of it. Well, he honestly could not be sure. That was the trouble with vampires. Saxon slowly untangled their two bodies. Skillfully and gently as not to rouse the girl from her slumber. He slipped out of his bed and shivered as his feet touched the floor and his bare body was subjected to the cool air of the her bedroom. He promptly began picking up the clothes strewn over her floor. Shrugging back into his shirt and pants from the previous night. With the more feminine garments in his arms, he laid them down on the foot of her bed. Folding them and placing them in a neat pile. When he could help it, Saxon preferred to keep spaces neat. He sat down on the edge of the bed and slipped his feet into brown leather boots. Fully dressed, he leaned back on his hands and gazed at the young woman. Well, she was cute enough he would admit. Ghosting over her heart shaped face, he moved a lock of her hair from her lips. Before the thought of otherwise could even emerge in his mind, he leaned over and pressed his lips to her temple. Relishing how warm she was. 'Berries. . .' He absently noted. That was what she smelled like. He pulled away and stood once more. Pulling the blanket up higher, he tucked it around her petite body. Could not have her freeze to death after all.

Turning on the ball of his foot, he grabbed his sword from its haphazard spot on the floor and strapped it to his back. With one last glance at the girl sleeping soundly, he opened the heavy door slowly to make a silent getaway. "Crap." He muttered under his breath. What was her name? That was just like the young man. He could not remember names for the life of him. 'Celini? Ceana? . . . Crescent?' No. None of those sounded correct. Saxon ran a rough hand through his snowy hair. He could feel a sense of irritation already mounting for what was sure to come later. The girl would find him later undoubtedly. She seemed like the clingy type. She definitely looked like one of those people who bitched and whined and sulked once they realized he had forgotten their name. And he was never in the mood to deal with that drama. He released a resigned sigh. He always ended up with those types.

Only making it one foot out of the door, he ran into a smaller figure. Or maybe she ran into him. It was her face implanted in his chest after all. Saxon tensed at the contact and instinctively pushed her off of him with a grimace. She stuttered an apology and he dismissed it with a flippant wave.

The smaller auburn haired girl steeled herself before the bored eyes of the infamous Laurentiu brother. The others were right, she would find him here. Today at least. "Sir, the King has called a very important meeting. He is expecting all of the upper class to meet at once." Saxon hummed curiously and raised a slim brow. This was new, he best be on his way.

Taking smooth long strides down the hallway, he called out over his shoulder to the tiny page. "You might want to inform the girl in there as well. She seems like a heavy sleeper. Ciana I think." The page looked from him and peeked into the bedroom. 'Althea. . .' She thought with a disappointed sigh.

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Waltzing into the large auditorium, the designated meeting place, he scanned the room for familiar faces and empty seats. Spotting the telltale mane of golden curls belonging to his precious sister Cordelia, Saxon made his way towards her. On his way a small frame clad in a crimson kimono caught his eye. He smiled lazily. Not bothering to stop as there was no time to talk anyway, he stretched out a hand and caught a lock of Millicent's inky strands. Letting them slip through his fingertips as he walked past her seat to his own.

He slid into the empty seat next to Cordelia. Just in time it seemed. The King strode purposefully forth and onto the stage, and the chatter of the room fell silent. Saxon bounced his leg in anticipation for the news.

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Character Portrait: Mina Saito Character Portrait: Gavi Laurentiu Character Portrait: Millicent BΓ‘thory Character Portrait: Cordelia Laurentiu Character Portrait: Saxon Laurentiu Character Portrait: Kygo Tepes
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Kygo had legitimately never been more bored in his life, though that may or may not have been over exaggerated considering the fact that he was starving. He hadn't eaten in what felt like days due to his being busy and not wanting to waste time. He sat in one of the upper booths that lined the theater, out of the major crowd of any commoners but at the same time, able to hear his father.

He had told his father he didn't want to be on stage with him not because it embarrassed Kygo, but because he simply didn't want to. Kygo watched those he knew enter, interested in who was there while at the same time, entirely uninterested. He watched Millicent arrive in her blood red kimono. It was somewhat similar to his own though his was a tunic instead, and the red was a deeper crimson than hers, the patterns on it gold veins as if it showed the thing that truly kept his kind alive. His pants were black and the sash that kept his tunic in place was gold like the veins.

He had been awake for hours, though the light that had awoken him to prepare for the day was artificial and caused him to miss the childish thoughts of wanting to see the sun.

Saxon entered and sat beside his sister, both Kygo's cousins. He didn't necessarily know if he loved them considering they were not his immediate family, though he did cherish them and care for them. It was love, but Kygo was too naive to recognize it due to his young life.

Kygo watched his father stride onto stage, his strength something that Kygo always wished he would one day have, but at the same time, didn't want due to the fear of being too much like his father. The horror that would be, to only be a shadow, to not be in the lime light.

Kygo leaned back in his seat, taking in the large crowd and smirking slightly at the fact that he was higher ranked than nearly all of them. Perhaps one or two not including his father were above him. It was not nearly as important as he thought it was, Kygo knew that, but he didn't care, it helped boost him in the reality that it made him feel like he had value, even if he possibly didn't do anything...

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ImageGavril panted to himself as he golden gaze watched the training dummy slowly slide to the ground in a mass of clean cut pieces. He hadn't meant to destroy the dummy but he was rather worked up this morning and he needed to rip something apart. He could always stir up trouble with humans but he had made a promise not to take unnecessary risks. The humans had new weapons that could fell even an upper class vampire such as himself and he could not afford to be as careless as he had been in his ventures. He had already paid the price for that and he did not want to make a repeated mistake. Besides his sister would surely gut him if he even dared think about going after the humans without her. She had the same ire and drive to kill the humans for what they did to their father. Just thinking about it made his blood boil. That of course led to thoughts about his half brother and his father's obvious lack of fidelity. Gavril snarled, baring his fangs before he stabbed the dummy to vent out his frustrations.

The vampire turned away from the mess he caused and grabbed the towel he had brought with him to wipe off some of the sweat he had collected through his training before he turned to his sword and inspected it for any damages considering his rough handling of it throughout the morning. He grabbed his sharpening tool and smoothed out the edges to his liking before he sheathed his favorite weapon. It was a black blade that sliced just about anything like a knife through butter. Its handle was as silver as moonlight and the designs emasculate and artistic. He wasn't usually one for flashy blades so there were no gems or gaudy attachments. It was simple and beautiful like deadly art should be. Its sheath was equally obsidian with silver lining and his family's dragon blazon glistened when it caught the light. That was the flashiest thing on the sword.

Before the vampire could fathom what he'd like to do next in his day, a page hurried into the training area like a bat out of hell. He arched an eyebrow at the young vampire wondering would could possibly make the page so flustered. "His Royal Higness! The king has summoned you to an important meeting! He has called upon all the nobility to attend and is about to begin! I am sorry for getting you so late, but I could not find you!"

Gavril's eyes widened. An important meeting was about to be held and he was going to be late? He hadn't even had the chance to wash up after his practice session. His eyes narrowed on the page in the infamous LaurenΘ›iu disproving glare that could curdle one's very blood. "This should have been the first place you checked!" he growled as he hastily as he wet his towel and tried to clean off as best as he could as he rushed towards the door. He was always in the training facility so he found the page's excuse a terrible lie. He pulled on his clothing as he made his way to the meeting room. If the king had already started speaking, so help him he was going to find that page later and skewer him alive over a spit! This was unacceptable! Above all things Gavril hated being late to anything. It was either early or on time, but never late!

The vampire managed to slide into the meeting room doing his best to disguise his pant and ran his hand through his dark locks one last time in an attempt to make it look presentable and less disorganized than he felt in that moment. At least his clothing wasn't rumpled. Damn it he valued his appearance and his ability to seem ever calm. Damn page. At least the king hadn't started his speech though it seemed he had made it just in time. He rushed to his seat beside his sister and the prince, a high honor to be seated so close to both the king and the prince. He offered his sister and the prince a smile in greeting though he barely managed a nod to his brother. He even gave a nod to Millicent in acknowledgement of her presence. Unlike many of the other vampires, he did not fear her nor did he believe the silly rumors about her eyes stealing peoples souls. It was just hogwash really. Millicent was an interesting vampire to say the least however and she did have her mysteries... mysteries he wished to one day dispel.

No matter, all that was for later pondering. He turned his attention to his king and folded his hands, ever the model of an attentive and loyal duke. He owed the world to the king and saw him much as a father figure, especially after his own father's passing. He would do just about anything for the man should he be asked. He respected no man higher and was honored to be thought of so highly as to outrank all of the dukes gathered around the table and even the prince beside him. Of the vampires assembled, he also fancied himself the one closest to the king considering the man favored him. Which made his tardiness all the more unbearable. He was going to have to make sure he found that page later and deal with him personally for his mistake.

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Cordelia awoke to the knocking of the door. β€œCome in.” She murmured sleepily as she sat up, golden locks forming a messy halo around her head. Though Cordelia wasn’t averse to waking up early, her sleeping habits were much like a child’s, going to sleep early and waking up after exactly eight hours. It was only healthy, as her mother would say.

The door was opened to reveal a page, standing at attention as he spoke. β€œLady, the king has called an important meeting. He has summoned all nobility to attend.” A meeting? It sounds like something interesting was going to happen, considering that the King would not simply call upon all nobles for any trivial meeting. Perhaps it had something to do with the humans… A murderous look flashed in her eyes for a second. She would never forgive those vile humans for what they did to her father. For every bit of pain they inflicted on him, she was going to repay it ten times over. Still, she smiled at the page politely, nodding to dismiss him before pushing herself off the bed and going toward the dressing room. It wasn’t particularly early, but she didn’t feel as if she was in too much of a hurry. A lady shouldn’t be too early or too late, she should arrive right on time.

Brushing her hair, she pulled her corkscrew curls into two neat twintails, using her ribbon as a hair band. This time, she chose a flowing blue gown to go to the meeting. It was one of the rare few her mother had designed for her, considering the fact that Cordelia had a hobby in making her own clothes. It might be just her intuition, but this meeting was definitely quite serious, and she needed to make a good impression.

Even though it took some time before she decided that she looked satisfactory, Cordelia was still among the first to arrive at the meeting. The seats were rather high, it was obvious that they were meant for those looking like adults. It was another problem with vampires perhaps, but Cordelia could never look her age. She wasn’t a child by vampire standards any longer, though her body was still developing slowly. Swinging her legs under the table, she waited a little impatiently for the others to arrive. β€œSaxon!” She beamed at her adopted brother in delight, before her attention diverted to a figure clad in red. β€œIt’s nice to see you here as well, Milly!” She called out, giving the Baroness a small wave. Millicent was someone her brothers knew, and though Cordelia had never spoken to her before her brothers seemed to have a good impression of her.

Prince Kyogo arrived next, and he was greeted with a bright smile as well when he took his seat. Gavril was unusually not present yet, however. Cordelia arched her neck, looking for her brother as the other nobles filed in. It was quite odd, considering how much his brother valued his pride. He was always punctual or early in all the years she knew him. He appeared soon however, and Cordelia returned his greeting, though the nod toward Saxon made her frown slightly. The atmosphere between them had been unusually cold lately, and Cordelia never understood why. If she was absolutely honest, she had her doubts toward the prince for causing the sudden distance, but she would never admit that fact. She knew that it wasn’t polite to make baseless accusations.

The King started addressing them then, causing her to snap to attention. Sitting upright in the position that had been drilled into her head, Cordelia crossed her legs underneath the table and rested her hands on her lap expectantly.



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Atsuko woke up at seven in the morning as usual. It was when training usually started, and her body that was conditioned to expect it had not forgotten, causing her eyelids to flutter open exactly the same time as the clock next to her started beeping. Her hand reached out to tap the clock silent, and ruby red eyes stared up at the ceiling as her sleepy mind tried to pull itself together. Ah yes, training. It didn’t take her long to get dressed, Atsuko’s mind was in autopilot as she changed, drowsily brushed her teeth and got ready to do her exercises. It was a routine set, and she had never missed a day of it. Despite how it might appear, her body was tuned to the military style training.

Her morning exercises were long over when the call came for them to assemble, and Atsuko was reading a book about first aid when the announcement for assembly came. Giving the messenger a quick nod, she changed into her uniform impeccably, striding out to join the soldiers in a neat file. Her brother would be disappointed if she arrived late or just on time, a soldier always needed to prepared and punctual.

She held her red scarf closer as she stood on the tips of her toes, trying to seek out the others from a sea of unfamiliar heads. Today’s gathering must be something quite important since there was so many here, but Atsuko didn’t want to lose sight of their group. It might be a sense of security when she was around with them, even though she was positive that most of them didn’t have a good impression of her. Perhaps she just wasn’t good enough to prove her worth.

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Mina wasn't all too happy about the sudden meeting, and it wasn't because her regular plans with the king were cancelled. Under other circumstances she would have been ecstatic to be free from their Saturday lunch. She could act polite and do as she's told to stay in the King's good graces, but that didn't mean she enjoyed his company. It was exhausting having to fulfill his every whim, most often he requested her to play a song on her flute for him. Others he would challenge her to a game of some sorts, like chess. Of course she had to let him win every time, so it had become an endless cycle of losses and long winded conversations she cared little about. A sudden assembly like this certainly couldn't be good. The King wasn't one to frivolously flaunt his power, towards the nobles at least.

Not wanting to waste what little free time she had left on worrying about the meeting, Mina flopped down into her favorite chair. Grabbing the book she had left there the night before, she began to read. Soon finding herself lost within its, contently following the main character's adventure. Time flew by, and before she knew it there was a knock on her door.

Knowing it was likely a page here to remind her of the assembly, she stood up to answer it lethargically. Opening the door she revealed an older looking page. "The meeting starts in 5 minutes, you might want to put on something presentable." He didn't seem to approve of her casual attire consisting of a sweater and shorts. She had originally intended on changing, but now that he mentioned it, she decided to stay in her current clothes just to bother him.

"There's no need. After all, I can't be late." Slipping past the page, she abandoned him in the doorway as she walked to the auditorium. Slipping into a vacant seat towards the back of the theater, she didn't have to wait long. The King stepped out onto the stage almost immediately after she had entered the room.

"My loyal subjects, I'm sorry to have gathered you here on such short notice, but it's for good reason. As you know, the humans have been attacking our settlements and killing the residents, just a few weeks ago they managed to slaughter a pureblood." A gasp escaped the lips of those who had not yet heard this news, Mina included. "We've lived in peace with the humans for far too long. We watched as they destroyed their own planet with pollution and garbage, we watched as they fought amongst themselves with their weapons of mass destruction. No longer will we sit back and watch, no, today is the day we act. We will obliterate the remainder of the human race!" Cheers rose up from the crowd, but Mina just sat there in shock. Not yet comprehending the King's words. "In two hours time we will launch a full out attack on Shibuya, please take this time to say your goodbyes to friends and family as you may not see them again." With that he sauntered of the stage and the room was filled with the whispers and shouts of the vampires.

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ImageGavril's eyes widened when the news hit his ears. The humans had managed to kill a pureblood? That was... he had thought it would be impossible for them to do such a thing. They hadn't had weapons strong enough to do something like this before. The humans were becoming increasingly dangerous. They needed to be put down before they truly destroyed everything that was beautiful in this world. Human ambition had always been a devastating quality and now the vampires had that cruelty aimed at them. He had once valued human innovation and vision but now he had come to realize that such blind eagerness to 'advance' would lead to destruction. The humans had destroyed themselves and yet they still couldn't see the blood that stained their hands. They were always so quick to blame others for their faults like children unwilling to take up the mantle of responsibility.

Gavril's hands tightened into fists where they rested on the table and his eyes narrowed in his anger. Finally the king had decided on a full on attack on the humans. It made his heart race in eagerness that he would get the chance to put the bastards in their place. It was very likely that the human that had killed his father and nearly killed him would be there. He'd finally be able to exact his revenge on her as well. He would show her the might of the LaurenΘ›iu line. He could already imagine his sword sliding into that wicked heart. Or maybe he would just damage her enough that she could not fight him as he plunged his fangs into her neck and drank her dry. He wanted her to suffer for what she did. He couldn't help the small smile that tugged at the corner of his lip before he turned his attention back to the meeting at hand. He could fantasize about what he'd do to the human later.

The duke sat back in his chair when the king departed after his announcement and reached up to rub his chin. There was a small part of him that wondered if this was a good thing. He remembered how he and his sister and gone into a blood rage and tried to take on a human settlement themselves. It very nearly cost them their lives. Was this a similar situation? Perhaps the king was close to the pureblood that had been slaughtered. Was he thinking clearly? What if this was some sort of attack? Physically attacking Shibuya would mean that they were going into the heart of human civilization and attacking its main stronghold. The humans would have the advantage in that terrain. Hopefully, this wasn't a set up and they could catch the humans by surprise. He would have to keep an close eye on the young prince and his sister... and his brother. He may have mixed feelings about his father's bastard but he didn't want him dead either. It wasn't Saxon's fault his father had strayed after all and he had grown up with the boy.

Gavril turned to his siblings then as he stood from his seat. He would have to make sure they were all well prepared. "All right, you heard the king," he announced. "We need to get ourselves prepared physically and mentally." He knew Saxon had a fascination with the humans and he didn't share the ire that he and his sister held in their hearts so that final point was more directed towards him. "We are going to war and you both need to be ready for what is to come. Stay on your toes. Stay close to the prince. That way we can protect each other if it comes down to it," he instructed. Oh and mother... she would be sad to see the three of them leaving. They needed to say proper good-byes to her.

"Once you are done getting ready, I expect each of you to give proper good-byes to Mother. We will meet at the stables and ride together. Hop to." Gavril might as well take this quick moment to clean himself up as well. He hurried out of the room and rushed through a shower before he dressed and pulled on his black brigandine beneath his attire. He proudly bore his family's emblem upon his breast and secured his sword belt on his hips. When he had everything that he needed for the fight, he hurried to his mother's side.

She was in her personal little garden reading in her favorite chair. His heart ached when he saw her. She was such a strong woman and did so much for all of them. He didn't want to bring her any sad news. He truly loved her so much. He knocked lightly on the door before he entered the room. His mother looked up and gave her eldest a smile.

"Gavril! What a pleasant surprise." She set her book down and sat up with grace to rival the elegant swans. Her smile faded when she realized he was dressed for war and held his helmet in the crook of his arm. Gavril knelt beside his mother and kissed her knuckles in fealty before he gave her a hug. "The king has decided to attack the humans then?"

[color-#8d002b]"Yes. We will be leaving shortly. We are attacking Shibuya."[/color]

"I see." The woman sighed and put a brave face on. She caressed her boy's face before she squeezed his shoulder. "Take care of your brother and sister, Gavril. You have far more experience in battle than they and will look to you for guidance."

"I will, Mother. I'll make sure they come home safely.

"There's a good lad," she smiled. "Don't forget to take care of yourself to. I want to see you walking through those gates when the party returns as well."

Gavril nodded to his mother and gave her another hug before he left the room and headed for the stables to saddle his horse and wait for his siblings.

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It hadn't taken long for the rest of the vampires to filter in. Saxon had walked by her as he entered, the fool even dare touch her hair. She didn't want people knowing they were working together. Her small childlike features twisted into a scowl. He looked a mess, did he even try to look nice for such a gathering as this? Milly was becoming rather irritated, then however her irritation lessened a bit as The Grand Duke made an appearance. It was always a treat to see Gavril. Millicent even managed a sly smile as the man nodded her way. He also seemed a bit out of sorts, worse so than Saxon. However instead of feeling disgust, Milicent laughed softly to herself. She didn't know why, but Gavril's lack of composure compared to the rest of them, was very amusing.

After a few moments the king spoke. It was such a shock, gasps and murmurs erupted from the crowd, even Millicent herself was caught off-guard. So much so she even caught her mouth hanging open slightly. Killed a Pureblood? That's impossible! No human-filth should be able to take down a vampire of that caliber. Unless. . . Unless they have become suddenly much stronger. Her mind flickered back to a moment in time, a few years ago when she herself had led an attack on a prominent human family. Milly had easily slain one of the prized children. To think now that the tables had turned so quickly. It was so much to take in. She needed time to think, she needed to focus on her goals. This human war would only get in the way of her plan. She had worked too hard for too long to have it all foiled this easily. Rising quickly after the king finished talking she began a brisk pace out of the auditorium, she needed to speak with Saxon. They needed to discuss their plan. Now they would have to work even harder! All of this excitement, the chance to slaughter not only the king but also humans as well? It caused an empowered smirk to crawl onto her face as she walked.

She spotted the man, getting a pep-talk from Gavril, Milly paused to listen. Ah yes, such a determined power he was, this Grand Duke. A part of her longed to know more about him. She quickly pushed it away, Saxon was her goal. Stepping up to him after Gavril had made his way out Milly's crimson eyes locked onto the boy. Her very soft and calm voice was practically a whisper and yet the noise in the building felt distorted and far away as she spoke, highlighting her own voice.

"Lord Saxon, I was wondering if you'd do me the honor of accompanying me back to my manor. I have a few things I wish to discuss with you. About the upcoming war, of course." It was a bold request although she felt like the urgency of the situation required such boldness.

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It was a well known fact Kygo wasn't a loving person. He tolerated being forced to do social interactions but neglected to hide his dislike on occasion. He just honestly couldn't care less.

Gavril arrived and though Kygo didn't love him, he was one of the few individuals who put up with Kygo enough to realize that the prince wasn't just being a horrible person because that's how he is. Gavril was one of the few people who took the time to learn that grief and loneliness and a combination of other things led to Kygo's sour attitude. That and being constantly let down by himself and others.

Princess Cordelia, a bright eyed smaller vampire than Kygo, but adorable nonetheless. She smiled at him and Kygo couldn't help but give the little girl a wink. Kygo spotted Mina as she entered and frowned slightly. She hadn't dressed up at all, in fact, she was possibly the least dressed up in the entire room. He rolled his eyes as he turned around to watch his father. Kygo schooled his face for the announcement having already known the truth. It had been a friend of his even, a fellow who wasn't cruel but wasn't a saint. Kygo remained silent as the cheers around him grew in volume. He knew to question his father would be to disrespect him, but Kygo wasn't sure if he had the same viewpoints regardless.

Kygo breathed deeply and sharply when his father said they were leaving in two hours. That soon? That soon and everything could change. Kygo had a pit in his stomach now at the thought. He'd need to drink soon so he could focus and not feel as if he would need to eat every human he came across though he knew it wouldn't be likely to do it regardless...

Kygo leaned back further in his seat, making eye contact with his father and looking away almost instantly. It was definitely hard for Kygo to not be entirely hateful towards the humans and want to attack them all, each and every one of them, but his mother wouldn't want this, his mother would never have wanted full out war on a group of people that had mothers and fathers and sisters and brothers as well.

Kygo looked to Gavril as he stood up nearby and rallied the vampires. He spoke to protect Kygo and though Kygo was touched, he knew only a few people would genuinely protect Kygo as a friend, most would only do it as their duty, thankfully only a few would pretend they tried and walk in the opposite direction.

Kygo stood, looking out at the crowd before walking to the stage and climbing onto it beside his father, having no qualms with the potential inappropriateness.

"Mother wouldn't have wanted this and you know it, but I will be beside them," Kygo managed under his breath so only his father heard. He stated it as a matter of fact but with relenting in his tone at the same time before turning and leaving. Walking quickly, people stepping aside for him as he strode purposefully forward.

Kygo went to his rooms, changing quickly into something more practical. Cargo pants and a simple cotton shirt under a jacket with material so thick, even the sun wouldn't burn him through it. Kygo found his training combat boots and his dual katanas which he strapped around his waste. They had been presents from his father on his one hundred fiftieth birthday.

Kygo didn't bother going to drink before he walked to the stables, purposefully and without hesitation. His horse was already prepared and Kygo mounted the animal with a grace that humans rarely possessed. The horse was a bright white, an odd color considering the vampires rare connection to white, but a similar horse had been of his mother's and Kygo took every opportunity to feel closer that he could get.

Kygo sighed inwardly as he ran his hands through his horse's mane, letting the soft hair run through his fingers and wondered what would be the results at the end of the night. Most likely, he would either be dead, wounded, hurt, barely alive, or alive. He wasn't sure what he was okay with and what he was against and that thought scared him as he sat, waiting for the signal to ride.

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