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He grabbed the suit jacket from on the chair and put it on. He replied rather wittly, "And if I didn't know any better I'd say you were flirting back." He led her into and seated her at the end of the table in the dining room. He smiled at her and said "Don't worry about anything I'll have it all taken care of." He poured her a glass of wine and turned to Luan asking "Drink?" as he did.

She, took a sip of the wine, "Thank you," she said. There was a knock at the door. She took a deep breath to steady her nerves and stood. "Remember, not one word, no matter what happens," she said, as she turned to leave.

Luan

Luan waited patently for the family to come in even though he wasn't going to speak. "You really going to stay quiet" thought Anti-Luan. "Shhh be quiet" thought Luan as he just smiled and drank some water.

Ike had listened to Kiara's instruction from earlier. He didn't want to make a peep, though he feared he'd have to if addressed. Some girl sat to his right, he'd figured from the way she looked at him, that she was one of Kiara's younger sisters. He for the most part tried to ignore her. Instead his glance peered across the table to who he'd presumed to be the oldest of the elves. He was looking him dead in the eyes, and the old bird was glaring back. All the 'relatives' of Kiara had looked pretty similar to her. Though their ears had been pointed, and the women were a bit shorter... Less attractive as well.

"Please, eat," she instructed as she watched them all, "My newest slave is quite the cook," she said, picking up her fork and knife. She took a small bite of food, and watched as everyone slowly started to eat. After several moments of tense silence, filled only by the clatter of silverware, and cleared her throat, "If I may ask brother," she began, looking at the man who sat across from her. He glared back, his eyes showing that he was about two hundred years her elder. "Why is it that you felt a need to call a meeting?"
He smiled at her, "Am I not allowed to have a friendly visit with the head of my family?" he asked taking another bite of food.
"No," she said simply, "You were never the type to be friendly towards someone you consider lesser than you."
He said nothing, but simply lifted his glass, "I'd like to make a toast to our new head, who despite her youth, has managed to secure the most powerful position in the family. May her life be long and happy."
She smiled sweetly at him, "You know, Luca, this spot may have been yours, but I believe that Grandfather knew that you couldn't handle power and money, considering how you squandered both your first, and second, and third wives fortunes. Besides it is very hard to tell who is and isn't your child, considering you have no idea what it means to be fateful to a woman."
He simply smiled at her, "If you would really like to bring up sexual preferences, sister dearest, I gladly will. Tell me, is it seeing the blood that excites you, or just the pain. Also, I seem to have forgotten, how many slaves have been killed while in your bed? Thirty? Forty? And how many innocent mortal's? About double that, correct? It must not be a hassle to clean up though, I mean you do drain them." He took a sip of wine, and looked at Ike and Laun, his eyes coming to rest on Ike's palm, "Ah, I see you've already started the process. If I were you," he said, speaking to Ike, "I think taking my own life would be better than dying in the bed of a halfbreed."

"Interesting, do you not teach your slaves respect?" He asked still observing Ike, "I think I see why you like this one, he's as much of a freak as you are,"
She could feel her temper flare, and she clenched her fist, twisting and warping the silver knife that was in her hand, "I'm the freak?" she asked softly.
"Why yes, surely you see that. The spawn of an unnatural bond between an elf and a vampire, who gets pleasure from draining and dismembering those who she sleeps with. And that last one, impressively done, I doubt we'll ever know what happened to the rest of the body. He was your slave correct?"
She felt something snap inside her, she looked him dead in the eye. "Tell me brother, do you love your family," she knew her eyes were the color of blood, and she could feel her fangs slide from her gums.

Ike had been agrivated dearly at this point. Kiara was his master... She was more than his master, yet this man disrespected her in her own house?
"My master does teach respect, something that you seem to not know anything of." Ike contended. "Your hipocracy beseeches you, fellow. You come into your own sisters home, insult both her and he slaves; all while preaching respect? Like wise you criticize the decisions of your father, who while glaring at me right now, is visibly angry with you as well.." Ike intruded Kiara's statement. He too looked at Luan, and sighed... Not a dissapointed sigh, but a sigh of comic relief.