Twelve years later
Two figures — a man and women — were dressed for a masquerade ball. They had clothes with them (to change into) but their current ones were as decadent as the elaborate masks obscuring their faces.
“Such a pretty party,” she cooed, as she took it all in “Look at how they dance.”
“Animals; Cattle, Europeans are — never mind. They’re good for a show, a meal,” he replied.
She hissed as she saw a blonde haired vampire leading a young woman through the yard towards the large house. “Naughty girls.”
“What was she thinking?”
“That she’s going to make him proud and hurt the Queen,” she replied. “Who is the Queen?”
“Northman’s sister,” he reminded her, having gone through this information before. “Would you like to eat the girl?”
“Yes, please,” she replied, her eyes lighting up at the thought.
“We should make a game of it,” he responded, a smile on his face. “I have a feeling this party is invitation only and were without one; let’s play with light.”
“Goody,” she clapped, as she moved in front of him. She took in her surroundings before she pulled the light in, envisioning it as a cloak, just like she had done so many times before.
It was an odd sensation. Being there, but not reflecting any light. It made them invisible for the most part. And when the door opened and the blonde vampire stalked outside again without the young human, they were able to slip into the house.
“Which way?” She questioned, her voice barely a whisper.
The man smelled the air to see where the female vampire brought the girl. “Upstairs; top floor.”
“You don’t want to have a look around first?” She asked. Yet even as she said the words she was moving in the direction of the stairs.
“We can look later,” he said following her.
Climbing the stairs, she took care not to bump into anyone as she followed the scent of the girl. “Two doors down.”
They stepped carefully into the hall, slipping through the darkness silently. When they reached the door his smile was visible in the small bit of moonlight.
“All alone, she is. Should we go in and keep her company?”
“After you dear.”
“Why thank you,” she giggled as she opened the door and stepped inside the room.
He followed behind her and the girl hadn’t yet noticed their entering. Really, for being a spy, she was fairly clueless.
“Silly doggy,” the female visitor chided as she step up behind the girl.
The girl had been looking out at the lawn. If only she and her vampire had been allowed at the party tonight; she could have gotten some good information, maybe even moved on to some more important vampire. When the voice called out behind her, she was about to shriek when a hand clapped down over her mouth.
“We must not scream,” the woman covering her mouth hissed.
The girl began to struggle in her arms, but only managed to hurt herself.
“Where are we going?” she asked, as she looked over her shoulder.
“For now . . . nowhere,” he responded.
“I guess that gives us time to get to know each other,” she said; a twisted smile lighting up her face.
The girl tried to scream, but the hand on her mouth kept her silent.