The party moved along at a dull slow pace for Anabell. She went from entertaining one guest to the next, catching up on old times and what not. Even though she was paying attention to her guests she couldn't help but keep thinking about where Emma had ran off to. No one had seen her since the before the party had even started and she still had yet to show her gorgeous face. Anabell was hoping that she had forgotten about the party and was just in her bedroom fast asleep, but since it was in the middle of the party she couldn't just go and leave to check on the young girl. It was her duty as the host to entertain and make sure the guests weren't entirely bored.<br/><br/>It was getting late and soon the other shadowhunters began to dispense. Seeing as they would need to get back to their own institutes or Tronvetis. Anabell was glad the party was coming to an end, she couldn't stand to be in these heels any longer, they were begging to kill her feet. Once all of the guests had gone she made her way back to the halls that held all the bedrooms. Her heels making a clanking sound as she went along. Soon she found the door she was looking for. She knocked three times and waited for a reply...nothing.<br/><br/>She knocked again, a little harder this time. Again, no reply. A little concerned she palmed the door knob and thrust in. The room was a pitch black. She could see from the light coming in from the hallway that Emma's bed was still made and nothing was out of place. The only thing that was missing was Emma. Now she was defiantly worried. She ran to tell the others. This was defiantly not good...<br/>~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~<br/><br/>Nathaniel had been in his study for hours, only coming out to take a piss and to yell at someone to bring him more coffee. He often borrowed his way into thousands of books, but this time he was on a mission, becoming obsessed with finding the right blood carrier. He knew there is one out there, Raziel wouldn't just pick any random blood line, it had to have special quality's. Pure.<br/><br/>A few more hours had passed and he was gazing at a book filled with all the old families. The original Shadowhunter blood lines, there were so many now he was surprised that the Nephilim's were still around, all though their blood was weak. While reading he came across a name he hadn't seen in ages, he raised a brow and re read the name.<span style="font-style: italic">"Morgestern...</span>...I haven't tested their bloodline yet..." he said then went to get a hold of his informant.