Sorin smiles the goblet turning into a black rose he twirls it once the tosses it in front of him were it landed it sprouted into a beautiful black rose bush. "A gift from one immortal to another and also a warning to other vampires as long as it remains others will know you are protected by me. May bolth it and your children grow for a long time to come. We will see each other again sarina." Sorin says then him his black shadow chair and his copy self sank into the ground like it was water a single ripple going across the ground to mark his passage.