Aleksei released a sigh, this was starting to get a bit irritating. He didn't want to waste anymore time here, closing his eyes for a moment, he caught the glimpse of the Nephilim with Isabella, something was terribly wrong. A woman in a black suit stood there, staring down at him apathetically, he gathered that she was the Reaper. Who else could it be? What are you getting yourself into Salvatore? the pureblood thought, closing in the distance on them. He was near Mina, who was relaxing her grip on the hand rail, her eyes caught on the two before her. She had witnessed it all, and was shaky, never had she encountered this phenomenon. It would be a shock to her senses all together, he could only comfort her by giving her his company for the time being.
Salvatore's eyes stole away to gaze back at the pureblood, tears welled in them, and it made the pureblood himself take a level of great concern. What was the woman asking him? He couldn't hear the hunter's response though, he was too busy getting sling-shot back to his original form.
"Aleksei!" Eclaire's voice rang out in a high shrill, the giant beasts that were Lupine's subordinates had blocked her exit of this hell. She stepped back, reaching for the ancestor, who shook his head, his expression none impressed, he quipped, "I thought it was over before it even began." Advancing out he swiftly extended his hand, and touched the wolf beast on his chest, sending a force of shocking energy into it, erupting like a busting balloon, blood splashing bountiful. The animal was destroyed within seconds. Eyes blazed with fire he turned to stare at Lupine, despite the blood tainting his visage there was something beautifully haunting about him, "Well now," he responded gently, "at least you are leading us." His expression a mixture of amusement and coldness, he gave his back to her and offered the same brutal treatment toward the next giant, his elegant hand tore at its throat, while also blasting the wolf-man to pieces.
Eclaire didn't know what to do, she remained there horror stricken, her eyes dancing in pursuit of the pureblood called the White One in his danse macabre. It was a dreaded sight, a reminder of what a vampire could do, what he could do. The destruction was everywhere, as soon as the pureblood finished with one, his wolf familiars pounced on the dropping forms as wolves would do. Aleksei took down about three of them, only enough to clear a path for the queen to make her leave.
Pausing at the doors he gallantly gestured her onward, and just before she gathered her wits to make that step he passed her by, "Did you noticed how the king addressed me?" his voice barely a whisper.
"Y-yes." She dared not look into his eyes for fear of what they may hold.
"Then you understand what it is I must do."
The queen nodded, her hands gripping at her gown's skirt, she would come to realize later had been subjected to the pureblood's smite, within the deep greens and tulle of fabric, sprinkles of blood stained its jade color. Face as pale as a ghost she stepped forwards, eyeing the opening of the doors as though they were her only salvation.
Aleksei's eyes softened slightly, his bleak countenance broke with a hint of a smile as new information about Isabella's safety streamed into his thoughts like a twitter feed, he was comforted by this. He bowed his head slightly, "I'm sorry you had to witness that my queen," he hadn't looked at her, but he sent her a calm thought and it at least eased her a little, then he watched her quickly depart the room.
"My queen," a servant cried out, concern evident in her distressed features. She rushed to her aid as soon as her highness had reached half way down the corridors.
"Please Anne, accompany me, there is a certain place left to be explored." The queen reached out to the woman to stop her from bowing and grabbed her arm, she was still shaken but she knew for a fact that if she hurried, as the ancestor had assumed, she would find what she was looking for. The solution to this predicament.
"What a show you've made, very entertaining indeed Avalon," The king commented with a wide grin, he even clapped, as if congratulating the other for his performance. He made a "shoo" gesture with a wave of his hand for his men that soon entered the room, to take the captured Italian servant woman and lock her away in the under ground cells below the castle for later.
Aleksei glared at the man who called himself Delano and his smile spread across his lips, though failed to reach his eyes.
"Who do you think you're fooling King?" Aleksei asked, noticing the slight dubious look on the king's face he shook his head. The proof he needed was there all along, from the very beginning -he'd just been so out-of-it that he missed that small, but very important detail.
"Hmm, so you noticed, it was about time." The King understood, now, he had been caught, what he wanted to know now, was how the other had come to learn this. Not caring for that any more, he shrugged, "whether you knew or not doesn't matter, what I wanted has already been put into place."
"We made a deal." Aleksei intoned, tensing at the realization of a betrayal, though he had seen it coming, he just hadn't expected it would be so soon.
Delano looked up, then returned his sights to the pureblood, "I lied."
The ancestor didn't express anything, merely taking this in, so that's how it was going to be then? "This changes everything, I will not hold myself back!" Aleksei informed him, and started for the impostor. In for the kill.
It would be a while before the queen could locate the exact spot where her true husband was contained in, and when she did find the place and with the aid of her servants managed to unlock the door she realized her inability to go beyond the entrance. All around the room were hunter crafted devices, magic impeding her from entering.The King anticipated this, and could have possibly paid a rogue hunter to protect this site, to keep any other vampire from entering, only allowed tamed vampires, shackled vampires or vampires being carried by a tamed vampire or hunter could enter through the doors. The very technique used to protect the Hunter Headquarters in all of the world. Since she had no time to find shackles or get herself 'tamed' she would need to find a hunter to assist her.