be all over it. " She stated the obvious without fear. " I can also assure you that I have not stolen anything either. I can’t believe you are now adding thief to the list of things you find unworthy about me.” Samanthŕa rolled her eye s but stood her ground. She was offended and her anger wanted to rear its head and bite him even if she knew that would be a death wish .
He walked around the room a bit in silence. Poised, hands behind his back, “I had to ask. It’s hard to tell what you might have gotten yourself into , ” h e admitted. “Regardless, I am concerned over this storm. It makes no sense to anyone. I would say it was from the hand of Evil and their wretched bloodlines , but I now know that’s impossible. "
"Oh? And why is that?"
" It seems Evil is as confused as we are. "
Now that was interesting. Usually, they would be boasting especially if they were preventing such a powerful night and it's rituals from taking place.
"Yes, and they too are being slaughtered by the dozens, and cannot leave their dens without fear. Seems no one is safe this night. And since we both seem to share a common enemy, the Elders of Evil have even been invited to the meeting in the Higher Realm .”
She knew it had to be serious if Evil ’s Elders and those of the many Light s were laying down their arms to meet together on neutral terms. Her curiosity raked her brain with interest. That is, until the meaning of what he had said earlier hit a sensitive note again.
“Still , f ather, calling off the festival , at least for us? This decree will not fa re well with the Lycãons . They already have a problem with your leadership. If you deny them their High Priestess or even fellowship of the bloodlines on such an important night, well , you could be asking for war.”
“ T he Elders and anyone of great power will not be here , Samanthŕa , to watch over you and the others. And t he Elders of the Lycãons were invited to the meeting as well, but they refused. They are as stubborn as you are and seem to think Beal-Tene needs to go on as planned. They have sent your mother , of all nightmares , in their place. "
" I cannot blame them. Attacks from Evil have weakened us. We need the power of this night to strengthen." She b it her bottom lip. Her heart bled her emotion. " At least allow me to go then . . . for I hold important title. Let me go in good faith. The Vlachŕa of the Lycãon will give me safe passage and --"
" No . I trust no one with your welfare. With Evil ’s spawn attacking as they have been, it would be madness to send you out into that kind of danger. Just because our enemies are victim, does not mean I trust their cursed bloodlines. While their Elders are at our meeting, their spawn will no doubt hunt . . . even if they too are hunted. The families who are loyal to me will remain under the local protection of their Realm s. This isn’t open for debate. I have spoken and it will be as I deem fit.” He returned to his throne. He sat in the same position , with his chin in his hand. But he did not dismiss her.
She tried again. A foolish attempt, but she had to. If he locked her up, despite what was going on ou tside, the Vlachŕa would swear he did so in order to spite them. “ f ather, t he Lycãons think you have poisoned the bloodlines and they do not trust the Strygĩ Elders either. The last straw was when you separated me from my mother , w hen you sent her away and took her rights as Elder. If the twelve sacred families are divided, then Evil will easily destroy us. And the Lycãon are so very close to renouncing-- "
" Yes, yes, yes. We all know what