The breeze entangled itself within the dark locks of hair as she turned from her position at the grave site to head in to the city where her ally awaited. Her eyes had found themselves looking towards where a figure disappeared into a house; back to the melancholy of a provincial life. She was silently glad the figure had been so far off, and while the cloak provided some protection from prying eyes; the beauty could never make it through a city without someone taking notice of her. That person generally became a parting meal as she returned into seclusion.<span style="font-style: italic">I should probably see about getting something else to wearâ€¦something to impress Danielâ€¦and the council, of course.</span>she quickly added the mention of the council in her own thoughts as if she was afraid they would hear. It was unlikely someone would recognize the striking resemblance Helena displayed to the former girl she was that had been kidnapped so long ago. It had been so many years that the only ones who would remember would be far too old to be figured as truth.  This fact provided her some comfort.<br/><br/>She wove her way in and out of the people on the streets. She received a few looks, to be sure; which such posture and dress it was almost transparent the level of wealth she possessed. It stirred in peopleâ€™s minds whether she was a wealthy merchantâ€™s daughter, or perhaps descended nobility. She kept her eyes on the road ahead of her, head bent slightly in an act of humility and grace. As some nodded in greeting she would return politely. As the scattered thoughts of the people about the street drifted from merchants, to family life, and speculation about her, her nose picked up their scent. She could almost hear the rhythmic throbbing of vitae streaming through their veins like a soft drum in rhythm with their steps. The wolf passed admired through the flock without any notoriety.<br/><br/>Soon she came to her destination; a small home just off of the main market street. She tied her horse outside and knocked on the door. She constantly counted the seconds in the background of the thoughts in groups of three as she forced herself to take unneeded breaths in a normal pattern to appear more human. It would be easier when she was talking since she had to draw in air anyhow. It was sometimes hard to remember after being away from the population for so long. She straightened up her posture even further, although it may have seemed impossible prior. She folded her lace-gloved hands politely as she waited. The door  soon opened too a  fair, tall man with hazel eyes, and pale skin. His lips curved into a brilliant smile.<br/><br/>â€œThereâ€™s the black eyed beauty I was expecting, come in, dear,â€ he moved out of the way and she passed in; her riding boots clicking on the ground. She paused only to formally greet him as the door swung shut and the only the dim light filtering through the curtains illuminated the room.<br/><br/>â€œMagistrate  Kasius, itâ€™s been too long,â€ she responded with a smile. In her heart she was a bit nervous.  Sure, she may have been in the process of acquisition for this new position; however she was still a neonate. Kasius was far older than her, and even though that politeness and immaculate manners were a set part of his being, his time past first death made him far more calculated and brutal then any human could think upon first impression. She knew that the well groomed, eloquent â€˜gentlemanâ€™ before her, had slaughtered countless in the name of their raceâ€™s best interest. Breaking their own set of law was a dangerous thing to do, for it was those like him that â€˜fixedâ€™ those issues.<br/><br/>â€œI caught wind of your future appointment, Helena, congratulations,â€ he said with a motion of his hands and a slight bow of offering. There was always such a display of formality in all matters with any ties to the aristocracy of their kind. It was certainly a far cry from the rabble. Despite his seeming good nature, Helenaâ€™s nervousness did not abate in the slightest. Still she kept her educated poise.<br/><br/>â€œThank you, magistrate.â€ She nodded.<br/><br/>â€œPlease,â€ he motioned to the chair. â€œSit.â€<br/><br/>On command she sat in the designated chair, crossing her legs at the ankle and fixing her dress to settle her hands clasped upon her lap. Kasius took a moment to look over the girl. She almost felt like a minnow in a shark tank. She waited silently as she took his time, waiting to be given the invitation to speak.<br/><br/>â€œDanielâ€™s done a remarkable job as your sire,â€ he said in observation. â€œOnly because of my bloodlines abilities do I sense your uneasiness; but I cannot see it on your face. I am pleased you feel that way, as any other sentiment would be detrimental to your health. If the young start getting to be to headstrong I fear that our power structure would crumble, and it would be the end of us all.â€<br/><br/>Helena nods politely in agreement. Even if she did not agree she would have done so at this current point in time. â€œI have no mind to neither change the structure of the system nor usurp any position in an attempt to accumulate my own power. I believe that while I will be an asset to the council, for I trust Danielâ€™s wisdom infinitely, my focus is on our race as a whole; and the survival and betterment there of. I will only gain in influence and power with experience, and age. You have nothing to fear of my aspirations.â€<br/><br/>â€œI can see that,â€ he said as he paced, and trailed off into silence. He clasped his hands behind his back as he watched her.  â€œSo, Helena the Black. Itâ€™s an interesting name for someone so beautiful. Itâ€™s hard to picture that you are that wolf; but Danielâ€™s line has always been unique in their abilities. Itâ€™s almost a shame there are so few of that clan; but then again the blood runs more potent the less that is shared. Have you been visiting your father again?â€ he changed subjects with not even the slightest pause in between.<br/><br/>â€œHis grave, yes. For the last time, Iâ€™ve decided.  I fear that I will not get to visit with you in the future as frequently as I had prior due to the nature of my position.â€<br/><br/>â€œThat is good that you have reached that milestone of complete relinquishment of your former life. It will make your transition a lot easier. I almost feared that you would never give it up given the trauma you had gone through,â€ he remarked. â€œBut all things fade with time. Well, as you are in the area, Helena the Black, I offer you a safe haven to slumber for your stay. Should you need anything at all, please let me know.  I will bring someone home for dinner if you wish to join me, unless you have any special requests?â€<br/><br/>â€œI have a bloodstone with me. I donâ€™t require anything other than that, nor do I want to impede on your plans. I know how difficult it is to keep our masks on.â€<br/><br/>â€œOh itâ€™s no trouble at all, I insist. It will be no trouble at all. Think of it as my gift of congratulations to you. Besides, there is quite a bit of moonlight that will fall upon this land. I know that the bloodstone will only satisfy you partially. I couldnâ€™t bare the thought of Danielâ€™s childe going hungry in my city.â€<br/><br/>â€œThank you, Magistrate,â€ she bows her head politely, and he smiles wide; quite pleased with himself.  He knew his superiority, and generally took a divine pleasure in correcting the youth of their indiscretions. However, with Helena he took quite a bit of pride in her reactions; and that she had been trained with the traditional mentality. He saw why Daniel had chosen her; an exquisite face with a moldable soul and an astute mind. Yes, she had been the right choice to as the first member of one of the younger generations, if only because her mindset was of the old rather than her own.<br/><br/>â€œItâ€™s my pleasure,â€   he responded. She stood appropriately and curtsied to him. She anticipated the end of their conversation drawing near and he smiled. â€œTake care in your browsing.â€ She knew what he meant by that; donâ€™t expose yourself to the humans or any other race for that matter.<br/><br/>As she left to browse the shops and marketplace as the hours dwindled down, she took note of those around her. Appearing wealthy, and she was, caught the interest in vendors. She found herself being attracted to the jewelry and the clothing. She always searched for something unique and was quite picky about what she purchased. She was still polite to all the vendors and shopkeepers, and attempted to keep to herself.  Of course the occasionally passerby would strike up a conversation which she conversed through with remarkable skill and tact. Her movements were very graceful and elegant; and she kept a keen ear out for any idle chatter regarding the happenings of the city, of Kasius, or of herself.  As the only passing comments were superficial, she smiled to herself and continued to look at the jewelry.