After fifty years of undeath, Col is still considered a young vampire. When his Mater and protector goes missing, Col finds himself courted by a dark malevolence that threatens to destroy everything he holds dear.
... let us follow him into the embrace of night...

Ensanguined

There was a stretching sensation, a small compensation to the miles of Theyeark they had crossed in a single step. They stepped into a diamond-shaped courtroom; Three high thrones with wide, flat armrests and plush-furred seats sat in the far corner, upon which sat the Mage Council. A tall and angled podium stretched the length of the thrones. Dark blue carpet led the way from the portal through the ranks of pews and up onto a three-staired stage. Light streaked into the room through dozens of magnificent stained glass windows, depicting scenes that could only be from the Mage's past, and flanked by lacey black drapes. 


Ornerter stood tall, adopting an umber hue from the window pane of a filthy skull crafted or magicked to appear as if pulsating. The serfs and Kandais followed close behind. Conir and Danil kept their eyes guiltily to the floor, but Kandais was much too curious to be satisfied with just that. 


Chapter 23