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The night had fed her hunger for adventure as she looked up at the moon from the balcony. Her lids, which were covered with dark dust blinked ever so often, taking in her world, the world she had known for ages. One might accuse her of jester like actions if she ever stated that she was the master of this world, but the truth wasn't far from that statement and closer to that the opposite side of that argument. Taking a swig of dark liquid she swallowed it down, her eyes shifting in their unique and deadly color as she blinked once and then, without notice it seemed, bit her lip and bit it hard enough so to draw blood.
The world had been her playground, and it had fallen to her as children did for ages on and that had not changed until their foolish king had decided against it. Aronia had gone about things will some fair amount of enjoyment of her place above humans, but not so much so, as to foolishly name herself divine, a god, as their king had so done. And now, in an age that less feared demons from hellfire and more so their own government, humans had less a need for superstition and such a thing, as Vampire seduction, could be bought and sold in stores. Humans both knew and hated her kind and yet, to some degree, Aronia had no doubt, they, in their heart of hearts, envied her kind.
And so she stood, staring then into the moonlight, thinking this through, sipping her drink.

Aronia let her eyes stare up the night sky, watching as each star twinkled and smiled. The night sky soothed her, and even she it soothed completely. The world would be quick to tell you that Vampires were good, and that was exactly the image most Vampires, especially that of the courts and public officials that attempted to bring humans and Vampires together in 'peace,' would have you believe. But the truth was, Vampires were monsters in human skin, above the laws of sanity and the laws nature that humans were required to follow. So to say they were evil, that of course would be a lie, but to say that they were, as humans would define it, now that, that would a great big lie. Aronia was no less different than most Vampires. She was strong and had a way about her that moved people, and not simply by looks either. But she, unlike most Vampires, did not give in to her darker side, well at least, not always. Which was the very reason she was in such a position of power. And so, dealing with that position she swirled her drink in hand and turned swiftly to view the lounge where she sensed a presence.

Aronia blinked her eyes and stepping lightly came from the darkness of the balcony, into the light where, setting down her drink on a near by table, she continued to walk forward until she was feet from the girl. Aronia was aware that the king had called for witches in the covens but he hadn't shown her pictures of the figures within the castle, nor had she desire to know their intimate details, as the king so tended to reveal. She assumed that meetings, such as now, would simply happen and in time, as she so had much of, would allow her to know each soul within the walls of her new found home. Aronia let her eyes set on the young woman's face and slide down her form and then next to her book and lastly to the wolf damaen she brought with her. For such a young looking witch she must indeed be strong to have been placed amongst a clan as large as this, thought Aronia. But age, as she had so well come to know, had very little to do with power. And even so with talent. She was very aware that the girl studied and she wondered in her mind if she was intimidated by her presence as some were, and then when feeling no fear rethought that intimation to confusion perhaps; confusion as to the unknown that surrounded her very presence. Sighing to herself she found that talking would perhaps sooth the air that was thick between them and clearing her throat, she let out a small greeting.
"Hello there."

Aronia watched the girl as she stood, taking in each of her words softly and rolling them around her head. Famous huh, she would had guessed such. And now as the girl offered her hand, Aronia reached out, with her pale, slender own, and gripped it, shaking. "It is pleasure to meet you as well Ms.Thane. And your champion as equally as well."

Azia shook her hand, surprised it was a little colder than she would have imagined. She was about to respond, a bit moire relaxed when a man walked in. Amerth was instantly alert, looking at the man with an almost protective look over the two. Azia looked the man over. It was unusual to find someone like him here. "It's down the way a bit, you'll know it when you see it. May I inquire to your presence here? I haven't seen you before." she asked, petting Amerth to make him calm. "No need to get riled, he can't do any harm here." she told him through the physical contact. He seemed to ease a little but didn't waver his atention from him.

Aronia shifted her gaze swiftly from the young on to the young man who was no doubt, and quite frankly from the smell if anything, as well as looks, was human. She had no doubt in mind that he was not here, as he said. 'just passing through,' and that his curiosity had gotten the better of him then a supposed full bladder. "What brings a human to my castle?"

Aronia shifted her body in her clothing, her breathing easy in her corset. She studied the figure with slight curiosity but no more so then a spider watching a bug caught in their web. And that thought, Aronia added in her head, was not far from the truth, especially if his intentions were less than grand. "Tell me why your here."