Fantasy Generic Fantasy RP (CLOSED)

[Solar Daddy]

"Any strategist knows not to send the best men first. Those were our initiates, and you even had trouble facing them. Halciet wants you to be his personal whore, and that's exactly what you should be. Pitiful someone with our gift is ungrateful of it." Him and his guards stepped closer, cornering her in, until Halciet stepped in behind them.

"You're dismissed Midas." He spoke, and with a moment of genuine hatred flashing on his face, Midas nodded before leaving with his men. "I'm sorry about him, Midas has always been known to be ruthless. It makes him a strong fighter and strategist though. Unfortunately, you will have to be slowly brought on to human blood."

 

[Dragongal]

Emmalia had growled and gone tense, ready to fight Midas. Halciet wanted her for what...? That couldn't be true. Em said, "Yes... Human blood is so rich, it makes me sick and weary. I still could have taken him down, though."

 

[Solar Daddy]

"I'm sure of it." Halciet offered her his hand. "Do you require aid? Or an escort to get you to your room? I promise, they'll become more open to you the longer you're here. They're like this to most initiates."

 

[Dragongal]

Em took his hand, even though she really didn't want to, in case Midas had been telling the truth. Maybe she had gotten in over her head. "I'll be fine, thank you."

 

[Solar Daddy]

Halciet helped to guide Emmalia to her room. Once there, he said, "I know you're weary about joining us. But be sure, this is the best decision for a vampire at your stage. We're a community driven by our kind. Safe, comfortable; we're the pinnacle of society, even to humans."

 

[Dragongal]

Emmalia did her best to keep her tongue in check, but did say, "I still have questions. But you made me promise not to ask them, so I won't. All I'll say is that you know my record with other vampire covens. It might be wise to keep some of your men like Midas in check. I don't like being threatened."

 

[Solar Daddy]

"You have my permission to gut anyone you see fit if that helps you." Halciet said. "Just not without cause. I know it'll be difficult, but try and keep Callum from your thoughts. That'll only make this transition worse."

 

[Dragongal]

Emmalia bit the inside of her cheek and nodded. "I understand," she lied.

 

[Solar Daddy]

Halciet nodded. "You'll find someone here to make yours. There's plenty to choose from, I'm sure anyone would be lucky to be in your mind." Halciet said, slyly leaning in just slightly closer. "It just takes time."

 

[Dragongal]

Emmalia watched Halciet cautiously, then nodded just in the slightest. Maybe this was a way for her to escape.

 

[Solar Daddy]

Halciet admired Emmalia for a moment, taking in her looks before suddenly standing. "Please, come to me if you need anything. I can have it arranged." He said, before eventually making his exit.

 

[Dragongal]

Em nodded again. She paced around her room, but soon sat on her bed because her knees hurt. How could she escape now...?

 

[Solar Daddy]

Not too terribly long later, someone knocked on Emmalia's door before entering. A man bowed in her presence before saying, "Lord Halciet has requested you to join him for dinner tonight, prepared for whenever you're ready." He spoke.

 

[Dragongal]

Emmalia hesitated. She knew she couldn't turn him down, but this was a dangerous game. "I suppose I'm ready now...."

 

[Solar Daddy]

"Wonderful. However, Lord Halciet has requested you wear this." The man produced an elegant dress for Emmalia. "He insists."

 

[Dragongal]

"Oh," Emmalia said softly. She took the dress and looked it over. "I'll change then," she said before closing the door on the servant. The change was quick, and the dress was beautiful and elegant, but she was wondering what would happen if she tried to kill Halciet at dinner. She might win, but she wouldn't make it out of the castle, and she couldn't die - what would Callum do with himself?

 

[Solar Daddy]

The servant led Emmalia to the room where Halciet had a spread of food set out. When she got there, he stood and bowed. "Ah, welcome. Please, have a seat."

 

[Dragongal]

Emmalia nodded in return to the bow, then took her seat. She hesitantly put some food on her plate, knowing Halciet wouldn't poison her - or at least hoping he wouldn't. Previously he had wanted her to eat, now she was actually going to.

 

[Solar Daddy]

Halciet smiled and soon sat as well, watching her intently. "I hope the food is to your liking."

 

[Dragongal]

Emmalia nodded. "It's quite good, thank you," she said. Being on human blood, she could only have maybe a half a plate of food at most, but it was better than nothing.

 

[Solar Daddy]

Halciet nodded slowly. "How do you find your accommodations? I hope they're to your liking. I can change it to a room more comfortable for you if you need it."

 

[Dragongal]

"No, my room is quite nice, thank you," Em said slowly. "I... Doubt every initiate gets such offers."

 

[Solar Daddy]

"They don't. But, I'll make exceptions for someone so... Highly esteemed." Halciet spoke smoothly with flowing words. "You look absolutely amazing in that dress. The deep red suits you."

 

[Dragongal]

Emmalia smiled graciously. "Thank you." In all reality, her body was tense, remembering what Midas had said.

 

[Solar Daddy]

"Of course. A woman of your stature should always be allowed to wear something that compliments it well." Halciet knew for anyone else this would be a dangerous thing to say, but since Emmalia was in his castle, he could do just about whatever he pleased.