Raiden shook his head at the silly girl as the car pulled off the main road and headed into a garage in a remote suburb of the city.  The house was a simple two story house built into a hill, with an extensive basement and a fairly normal facade; a strange choice for a vampire prince really, but one that no one would expect.<br/><br/>"We aren't going to kill you, silly little girl."  Raiden grunted, as he firmly grabbed Eliza's arm and pulled her out of the car.  "You've seen some things you shouldn't have seen, but the prince is a reasonable and talented man, he never kills if he doesn't have to.  I bet he can even get rid of those memories pretty easily, if you'll attend a few therapy sessions with him."  Raiden offered, smiling as if he was thinking some rather dirty thoughts.  Strangely, they were actually about how he'd get rid of her compromising memories.<br/><br/>A thug politely opened the passenger door of the car, letting Edna out.  He didn't seem to be threatening her, as if he'd been trained to make prisoners of the mob feel as if they weren't actually prisoners.  He had a family to think of, and this was his job.  He was very good at it, and it paid far more than he usually got, so he just went along with the terror and the nightmares that followed him around, and the fact that he'd be committed if he even talked about half the stuff he dealt with on a nightly basis.<br/><br/>Eliza and Edna were escorted downstairs to a dark basement, where they were led through the darkness by the guards, who seemed to know the area by heart.  Raiden flicked a lightswitch, revealing a barred area with a number of manacles attached to the wall.  One of the thugs tied a blindfold around Eliza's head as she was lead into the cell, shaking a bit for fear that she'd freak out.  Eliza's handcuffs and coat were removed, and she was soon chained to the wall by her wrists and ankles, with a metal collar around her neck attached by another chain, and a pair of cuffs around her knees attached by short chains.<br/><br/>Eliza strained against her bonds experimentally, finding both that they were quite secure and allowed her very little movement.  The elder could barely move more than six inches away from the wall, even straining with great effort.  Raiden's red face and rolls of fat turned toward Edna, jiggling slightly as they did so.  "Now there's the matter of what to do with you.  I have some business to take care of, so I'd really rather leave you down here.  We could give you one of the Prince's guest bedrooms, but you'll have to take something to calm you down so we don't worry about you disturbing the other guests."<br/><br/>Raiden spoke calmly as he laid out the options before Edna, his eyes moving very little from the beautiful naked woman writhing just a few feet away.  Tears flowed down her cheeks, yet she kept quiet, simply hanging in her bonds with her head down, a mighty elder, suddenly rendered completely helpless.  "A babysitter will be showing up in not too long, so if you're unsatisfied with your arrangements, he can take care of things for you.  As for your mother, that's the prince's business.  Or maybe Eliza's, since by my reckoning she owes you more than a couple of favors, if you know what I mean."  Raiden said, giggling a bit as he waited for Edna's response.  If the prince wouldn't send him to final death, he'd definitely be taking advantage of Eliza.  He felt himself hardening, and wondered just what the state of his guards was.  An "inspection" of the local underground brothels was certainly in order for the night.