Eliza moaned softly as Edna began to wash her, enjoying the gentle hands sweeping over her body.  "I can help you take care of your mother."  She promised, blushing and squirming from Edna's attentions.  "The best way for me to keep my position is if we can convince the Prince and the rest of vampire society that I'm perfectly sane and that the incident behind the club was just a rumor."  She suggested, feeling at peace for the first time in a while.<br/><br/><br/>Edward arrived at the Prince's haven on his motorcycle, letting himself in by the backdoor.  The message had not been delivered to him efficiently, and he had to rush to get to where he was supposed to be watching the prisoners who had already been alone for nearly half an hour.  He took off his helmet and dusted off his fancy suit, dashing towards the basement.<br/><br/>Eliza's head perked up.  "Here comes little Edward."  She said with a smile, starting to feel the thrill of the hunt.  "With your permission, I'd like to turn into a wolf and tackle him, then go ahead and force him to embrace you on pain of final death."  She said, some of the bluster returning to her voice.  "To embrace you, he'll have to take all of your blood, then give you some of his.  This is our best chance, really, to catch a Daeva alone."  Eliza looked into Edna's eyes, her expression speaking of the perverse thrills of the hunt.  "I can get away with this.  I can really get away with this!"  She cried, once again demonstrating her poor analytical skills.<br/><br/><br/>(Eliza gains 1 willpower for fulfilling her vice of lust)