Alastor merely sat on the floor for a few moments.  She was a prettier little thing now, no doubt.  He could feel it, the ability she'd possess radiating from her.  Were he some human male he'd probably be throwing himself at her feet right about now.  A laugh broke forth from his sore throat, followed by a brief cough.  "Don't thank me just yet Lily," Alastor finally managed to say.  "Consider yourself my priestess.  You'll have to assist me in my endeavors for the rest of your life.  And you will lead a very long life now."<br/><br/>Alastor grunted, letting his arms wrap around her slowly, the strength drained from him for a few moments.  "I need a hunt arranged," Alastor said.  "Something that will feed my nature.  You will arrange for it.  Here, within the grounds first.  The others will see you and know you are mine.  Fear not the supernatural for the time being.  But I need you to entice a few mundanes."  A pause, since he figured she wouldn't know the terminology yet.  "Humans.  Entice them to chase you throughout the grounds.  Tease and tantalize.  You'll have a touch of glamour now as well.  It'll help you play the game."<br/><br/>Alastor thought for a moment.  "Or you can spread the faith to others like you.  Those who've been harmed and damaged as you were.  Those who seek vengeance.  Send them my way."  Alastor snorted at the thought.  "Maybe they'll be a little less strong and I'll get to enjoy things a bit more with them.  You want it all indeed.  Took a lot more out of me than I had thought.  Go, feast upon a human or two.  Take their very emotions, their minds, everything that they are.  In my name do this."<br/><br/>It hadn't been like this since long centuries ago.  The last of his followers had died out before many of the others, since his had tracked and destroyed those followers of other Sidhe.  Now he could be what he was again, a creature of the hunt and of vengeance.  Perhaps she'd work out after all.  She'd be a good standard bearer for those who followed.