<span style="color: #00FF40">Adlaric leaned his cheek against  the innocent touch of his dear little rose. He was willing to be that if he was born a lesser being he would take her now as his--but he had to take thing slow with her. She was different.<br/><br/>Very quickly the warmth of her touch was torn away from him as was her very body when he heard a man barking orders and holding his darling rose. He knew that man... but from where?<br/><br/>The soldiers had him surround and shouted in union "Yes your Majesty!" A sudden spark of recongion lit his eyes.... that was the vampire king. He heard shouting as he dogded a blow from a soldier and was a bit distracted until he heard a slapping sound of flesh. Turning to look at the source as he hit another soldier in the back of the head, knocking him out. He nearly lost all senseible control as  he saw the vampire king strike his rose. <span style="font-weight: bold">His rose!</span> King or not he was his now but first he needed to take care of these goons.  Quickly he using his superior speed he snapped the necks of the slower ones. The rest stood in shock as he spread his wings wide and that was there mistake as they were sucked into a void  from underneath them, they screamed in pain as thousands of hands grab them literary biting into their very souls... or whatever vampires had. <br/><br/>Running towards the door which his rose was taken through he chanted and phased through everything that stood in his way until he stopped at a four way path. Their scents had disappeared. Quickly he grabbed his locket and brought out the rose petal and concentrated his energy into it. Hoping to get a lock on his rose's energy. </span>