The estate was smaller than one might expect and compact, but that didn't make it any less ostentatious. There were tall walls surrounding a courtyard and drive. The gate was modern and featured security cameras as well as armed guards, who glared at the duo as they parked in the drive. They had been stopped initially, rifles leveled through the windows at the driver and passenger. Gabriel has turned his icy gaze on one, and commanded him to call his mistress.<br/><br/>The guard called immediately, blinking in surprise at his own lack of hesitation. The mistress had granted entry and that was that. Still, Gabriel didn't feel satisfied about  those results. "Stand back." He said softly to Catherine, before turning to the door and taking a deep breath. He leveled his blasting rod towards the door and growled, "Splanc feirge!" Angry blue flames showed forth, explosively blasting the immense elaborate door clean off its hinges. The flames curled around Gabriel as he crossed the threshold, ignoring the wall guards who had leveled their rifles at then once more.<br/><br/>"<b>ALEXANDRIA LUCRETIA RAITH</b>!" Gabriel boomed into the shocked silence that followed his uproar. Inside the entry hall, several men and women crouched against the wall, mildly scorched, and staring in concern at the Gray cloak rather than the man wearing it. "The White Court has encroached upon my territory, brought warlocks into my territory, preyed upon humans in<b>MY </b>territory,<b> AND TRIED TO ASSASSINATE ME IN MY TERRITORY" </b>the man thundered into the house, words increasing in volume and rage as he went on. "Drag your carcass down here and explain to me how you could dare to forget who is the keeper of NYC." He growled much softer, lending a primal rage to the words that caused even the nearby vampires to cringe.