A/N: Hope you enjoy :)

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`I moved across the open area, aristocratic creatures staring at me in awe, but I didn't care. I really didn't. My boots clicking onto the floor as I then flung open the two large wooden doors, they slammed shut behind me. I didn't take a second glance back. Quickly, as if on instinct, Soren appeared by my side.

"Kraven's been looking for you all night." He told me, I could feel his eyes on me but I kept my eyes adverted to what is in front of me as we walk side-by-side. I blinked slowly, not fazed at all by this comment. Of course Kraven just has to get clingy today and expect me to be here at his beck-and-call. How hilarious. I turn and enter a room, Soren still at the doorway, holding the door open before entering, the door shutting miraculously quietly behind him as he moved over to me. I sat down behind the desk in the room, the chair feels nice. It's leather. But that isn't important at the moment. I flip open my lap top and start typing away onto the keyboard, scanning and searching as Soren's eyes burn into me. I ignore this completely as I search throughout the web. I heard Soren's heavy sigh of impatience but he tries his best to compose himself. It's times like these that remind me why I didn't even want to be in this Coven. So many expecting me to be there, at every whim and damper. Well, that's for Kraven to do. The great Lord Kraven. Ha.

My mind zooms with a thousand thoughts. Where was Selene? She was supposed to be here. There he was. The human. Ah. How nice. I blink in confused then when seeing something disturbing. Was that—Was that Raze? It couldn't be. No. He was dead. As was Lucian. Right? The war stories that Kraven frequently told suddenly showed blanks within it. Spaces of unexplained things. Was I the only one that noticed this? No. Selene must have by now. Damn it, where was she?

"They were following him." I spoke only in a whisper but Soren seemed to notice, he started to move over but I quickly shut the lap top close and twirled the chair to the left, looking up at Soren who looked disappointed now.

"What are you going to do with Kraven, Vinessa?" I was glad that he took up my request of finally calling me by my name instead of Lady, but still he whispered as if others were listening. But of course sneaky little Erika was probably peeking in. I moved my head to the side, peeking over to the doorway and of course the door way was creaked open slightly. A blond showing her face in the small opening.

"Hello, Erika." I spoke much louder now, my tone mocking nearly as Soren moved away from me, stepping four paces back. Erika came into the room quickly, bowing once in front of me as Kraven instructed her to do probably and then looked me directly in the eyes.

"He says that he needs to see you. Now." She spoke so calmly but I could see the hate in her eyes, as if she wanted me dead. Being infatuated with Kraven of all people, how I sometimes pitied her. I knew exactly who he was already, blinking slowly I moved up from my chair to stand at full height in comparison of Erika before me.

"Is that so." It wasn't a question. I raised my head up slightly in the air, rather arrogantly really but I did not care as I could feel the corners of my lips curling, threatening to show a grin of amusement but I held it back. My feet shifted and I made my way back to the door, turning back once to look at both Erika and Soren.

"How wonderful." I remarked sarcastically, then turning back, walking out of the room. Slamming the door shut behind me. I walked down the long narrow hallway. I took some time to notice what I had slid into today. I wore well today. A nice black sleeveless dress shirt with a compliment of boots on to add, a nice silk scarf around my neck even though I did not need it at all really. I was still wearing the necklace that Viktor had gotten me centuries ago. It felt like an anchor around my neck like that, a weight holding me down but still I wore it. I knew that Markus would have despised it, but would have never asked of me to take it off. He was that kind. Viktor. I missed him sometimes. It was sad really…to miss a murderer. Quite sad.

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