"It is custom, sort of a traditional hazing. Our culture is one very much built on place. They are trying to keep you in yours." Aleera gives him a curious look when he tells her that he doesn't mind her calling him sireling. "Another thing that needs brought up to the council. Vampires cannot go around just siring sirelings as they please. Your true sire will have to be dealt with." It only takes about twenty minutes for the meeting to get started. Word of Aleera swearing in Dagger had spread quickly, meaning the church is full to capacity. On the alter is a wooden cup. Aleera has her athame sheathed at her side. When they are called Aleera rises smoothly from their front pew. She and Dagger stand facing each other. Aleera had told Dagger what to expect before hand. "On this night, noviate Dagger Caine, do you accept the laws of the coven to be yours? You will defend the coven, as they will you?" In answer,  Dagger has to the cup and knife in order to draw some of his blood for her to drink. Then it's Dagger's turn to ask her about her loyalty and protection, before Aleera cuts herself and gives him some her of her blood to seal the promise between member and leader. Once that's done Aleera turns to face the council that are sitting behind them on the alter. "I present to you the newest member of the Coven Vladir, Dracul Dagger." Faint applause greets the statement.<br/><br/>After the meeting she and Dagger retreats to the room. Aleera had requested aid of one of the councilwoman's servants, but had been turned down. Luckily she had been provided with a dressing screen. "Why did they do my stays so tight," she says to herself, trying to undo her corset before sighing again. "Dagger? May I ask your assistance? I cannot get these loose on my own," she says from behind the screen.