I knew the time had come. Monday is the Tribunal. David and Maharet had done all they could do, at least I wouldn’t be put down like a lame dog. But I would be away from my family, my Lydia. That hurt me more than anything else. I know that as much as she sometimes gets overwhelmed by my antics, Lydia is actually a very sensitive woman and the knowledge that I am out there somewhere where she can run to is a big comfort for her. I am not sure that anyone would be able to quiet the silence that she would feel if they sentence me to a box. Not even Va’lis, for as much as she loves him and he loves her — it’s not the same. That desperation was one I felt when Lydia taken from me and only when you have that kind of love could you ever truly relate. But there was no turning back now, I must face the music.
Marius de Romanus
An Interesting Opportunity
What is surely to be an interesting opportunity quickens my resolve to continue my work.
Piper Vale walked back into our lives. But no this wasn’t the same Piper I used to know. This was Piper the Vampire. Vampirism having stripped her of her witchery, she was now accustomed to her new reality, but was she? She talked of the struggles she’s had to work to overcome and how difficult it had been. But of course, Ashiok had made her vampire and all but left her to her own devices. Surely, at her own request; she’s stubborn like that. She thought she could handle it on her own, being around vampires the majority of her life. But by her own admission, she had underestimated the importance of a good sire. As most of us do, for one reason or another. Now she felt a bit lost, a bit overwhelmed, and certainly a bit lonely. She needed a vampire that could educate her, guide her, mentor her.
Of course, I offered her to become my protego. This was Piper. Our Piper. I would not leave her to suffer and have her grow to be unstable. That’s what happens without a proper sireship. But the memory of Piper would surely evoke other memories, especially for Pandora. She was afterall the woman that brought Brelynn and Saralyn to us, helped us raise them, developed us into actual parents. Everytime we look at her, we’re reminded of what we lost.
An Honest Conversation
Cherry walked into my office as I was trying to navigate the expedition of the application for the Razele Bloodline to be protected under House Romanus. She had something on her mind, “Oh sorry I can see you are busy, I’ll just… I’ll just come back some other time.” She said. I immediately put my papers aside and said, “Cherry get in here and sit down.” She did just that. People normally do what I tell them to do, but Cherry was special. Special to me.
She is my grandprogeny, made of my most humble of servants, Amroth de Plinius. I cried when I made him. So gentle, a god-fearing man of the cloth, but also a warrior in his own right. Amroth actually forwent the registration of his own line and let Cherry register the Spyergenanbaum line as its own bloodline, under House Romanus. And what she has done with it has been nothing short of remarkable. She makes Amroth proud every single day. She makes me proud every single day.
A Matter of Urgent Concern
*a letter written to David Talbot from Marius de Romanus*
Dearest old friend,
I’m afraid there has been an incident that I will need your help to navigate.
As you may have heard, we engaged in hostile actions with House Draconis in the heart of London. The fire that was reported to be malfunctioning oil heating was in fact not just a fire.