Disclaimer – I don't own Legacy of Kain it belongs to Eidos. Don't sue me because you won't get any money blah, blah, blah.
Author's note – As mentioned in Chapter 4 Raziel doesn't have a bride. So I'm making a new character to fill the void. Since he always gets screwed over she's staying. I really don't feel like screwing any of the characters over, except for the ones I don't like, so if you tell me you don't like her tell me how she can be improved. Or you can tell me why you don't like her. I'll try and use her for suspense even though previous attempts failed.
Raziel's Bride
Raziel sighed there wasn't anything to do. He had just congratulated his army on their victory and left them to their own celebrations. He walked through the corridors for a few more minutes before reaching his chamber. He sighed and thought about how it had been before Umah. How Kain had always had time for him and love to spare. But now that was done with and he couldn't be Kain's lover anymore. He reached out and turned the doorknob and walked inside the room. It was similar to Kain's. It had silver sconces instead of gold, and the canopy on his bed was a cobalt blue. He didn't have any ornamental pillows on his bed. He had paintings on the wall instead. He had a portrait of each lieutenant and a recent addition of Umah's portrait. Of course there was also a painting of Kain, his sire. He walked over to Turel's and slashed through it.
"Take that you smug little bastard!" he yelled, he had always wanted to hit Turel but never gotten to do it. He finished off the painting by setting it on fire and letting it burn. Kain had come around at the most inconvenient times. Then he noticed something, or rather someone. She didn't look alarmed or scared but merely gazed at him with her brown eyes. They were the color of the finest mahogany. She had beautiful light brown hair with gold sheen in it. It was waist length and wavy. She was small and lithe, but as Raziel knew size wasn't everything. She had a fair complexion and was wearing a red gown that accentuated her few curves. It was low cut but not too low, and was made of crimson velvet.
Raziel looked at her for a few seconds and then asked her "What are you doing here?". "I was sent by Lord Kain, he thought you might be upset." "About what? Upset is an understatement." "He says that you're upset because you have no bride while Dumah, Rahab, Melchiah, and Zephon all have brides. Well not Zephon exactly but he has maids." "So? I don't need a counselor." "I know, he told me that you needed a mate. Since he has Lady Umah then he can't be your mate." "So he sent you?" "That is correct." "Well you can leave." "Fine I will." she replied.
She started to walk to the door. "Wait human, I have a question for you." "What is it?" "You belong to me now?" "Yes I do." "Alright come back then". He looked her over again, she wasn't bad on the eyes. In fact she was very good on the eyes. He told her the rules of the castle and what the penalties for breaking them are.
"You may go now human. Your rooms are on the left side of the hall." "Thank you, but I'm a vampire and my name is Qaphsiel.".
He wondered about her being a vampire for a while. She had the air of an old vampire but had no features to suggest vampirism. She didn't have the cloven hands or feet, she had fangs but they were small. Her name was interesting, she was named after the angel of the moon. She seemed angelic, but angels could fall. He knew this very well. His mother had fallen from Kain's grace, but she had the will to fix things. He wasn't sure that Qaphsiel would. He wasn't sure why he was letting her stay here. She was a gift from Kain but she still had a mind.