Andy had fallen asleep in that room, but while she was sleeping peacefully, Kalak was going up the wall with worry. 'What if he didn't find her?! What if she had decided to jump out of the carriage and go live out her life as a muggle?!' Andy then absently sauntered out of her room wide awake, stifling a yawn with her hand.

He practically pounced on her demanding, "Where were you? What were you doing? You're not planning on living as a muggle, are you?" The last question caused her eyebrows to go up to her hairline, a disbelieving look on her face.

"Am I planning on living like a what?" The tone of her question matched the expression on her face.

"A muggle, Andy, a muggle!" He suddenly blinked, as he had realized exactly how unintelligent that sounded. "Okay, so maybe that sounded a bit stupid, but I was frantic! Where were you?" Her eyes grew cold and her lips tightened into a tight line; she held back a snort as she realized how ironic his questions were.

"Why would you care?" Her lips now twisted into a scornful smile as she added, "It's nothing personal."

Kalak sighed in aggravation as he snapped, "Damn it, I was just having a bad day! There's no need to be such a bitch about it."

She sneered and replied, "Oh, you were just having a bad day? Then I suppose Voldemort was having a bad day when he killed his dad, was he? Or when he jinxed the Defense job and made it so that no one could hold the job for more than a year without being killed, He was just throwing a fit!"

"Hey," he protested, "It's nothing like that!" Andy was becoming more and more emotionally drained as their fight went on, and she was on the verge of giving up.

"Yes Kalak," she sighed, the fight altogether drained out of her. "It's exactly like that."

She turned away from Kalak and went into her room to take a shower, as well as try to forget her anger, if only for a few minutes. Suddenly, the fireplace flared green, and Kalak dropped to his knees before it, bowing his head, knowing that only one person had the ability to floo the carriage. The Vampire Lord.

"My Lord," Kalak murmured humbly.

"Kalak," his father greeted coldly. His lips warped into a grim smile as he asked, "Son, what is my darling Consort like?"

Kalak carefully considered his reply, before answering slowly, "She is...beautiful, My Lord. And although she has many scars, they accentuate her beauty, merely adding to it."

"Good, but what is she like personality-wise?" He smirked ruthlessly at his son's poorly hidden flinch as he continued, "Yes, I realized that you were avoiding that particular aspect, although I haven't clue as to why. Now, answer me!" He roared the last two words.

"Alright," Kalak clenched his teeth together1, unable to stop his body from automatically leaning back, as if to avoid an invisible blow. His father couldn't help but smirk, but then swiftly assumed his impatient expression. Kalak took a deep breath and then decided that bluntness was the best option. "She's a complete and utter bitch."

His father looked shocked for a brief moment before smirking2. "She must be some piece of work to piss you off so much", he chuckled. Soon after the words left his mouth, his face became predatory, almost feral. "I want to see her. No," he amended, he knew his son well enough to know the objection that would soon follow, "I will see her."

A crafty grin grew on his face, and he asked, "Tell me, have you two had an argument lately?" The crafty smile stayed on his face though Kalak, nervous, coughed a vague, "Yes."

"Good," he declared, full blown grinning at Kalak's surprised look, "You shall call her in here and apologize, making it long enough so I can get a good look at her."

Kalak looked horrified, but he nodded, swallowing his pride, and called out, "Andy?"

1 From what I've read about Kalak, he seems to be smoother than being totally subordinate to his father. Even if he's terrified of the man, I would think that the Vampire Lord would demand respect, especially from his son, and sheer terror isn't always that respectful.

2 The Vampire Lord seems to smirk an awful lot. You might want to change that as to not make his character so flat.