Beatrice took the offered hand and shook it. She would kiss no mans palm; it was a horrid practice of showing dominance in her eyes. To the ladies it would be courteous but she was not here to stroke the ego of a tomcat. Although she ignored the vampire that appeared beside them, she did quirk a brow at her body guard. 

The burly man that was Beatrice's bodyguard sniffed the delicate white flowers before waggling his eyebrows at the vampire that had turned them from his glistening knives. He blew a kiss and gave him a wink before tucking the flower into the lapel of his shirt, folding his arms again.

Beatrice turned her attention back to Claudius, taking a delicate tea cup and pot for her drinking pleasure before speaking. "Sir Claudius, as I'm sure your [i]owners[/i] have told you, I am an advocate of equality for beings of the super and the natural." She paused to begin adding sugar cubes into the small teacup. "I come here today looking to join forces with you and your advocates to strengthen the army in the Ferrous castle." She paused to sip the tea, wrinkle her nose, and continued to add copious amounts of sugar cubes. "But you wouldn't be without benefit of your own." She sipped her tea again, smiled in satisfaction at how overly sweet it was, and set it, and its saucer down before turning back to the ancient pureblood.

"I've heard stories of the Grand Claudius since I was a girl," She admitted, cocking her head to the side. "How they burned villages trying to rid of the cur of the night, sent small armies to stop you and other purebloods." Her eyes flashed with... a perhaps sick fascination at the thought. "And how you would tear them down without a moments hesitation." 

The room had become deathly silent as she leaned over, her voice barely a whisper as she took Claudius' icy hands into her own, sun-warm ones. "Teach us," She murmured, her eyes looking into his once again. "We cannot spread our message of peace between races unless we conquer Kingdoms and change the laws of others. We must fight to prevent more of this hatred, this fear of others like you, demons, and other beings alike. It will be a war... and I need your help, Sir Claudius." As she spoke a single locke of blond hair moved from behind her ear to her cheek, but with the intensity of her connection with this pureblood she could not notice.

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Aagni stared at the demon speaking to him, then, slowly before the demons eyes, he seemed to melt from his own clothing, dissappearing... leaving nothing but his too-big cloak behind. What the demon would not see is Aagni, turned into the snake form of temptaion, slithering his way down the rafters and around Samuels neck. Mimicing exactly what the demon did before, Aagni hissed into Samuels ear in the form of his royal advisor. 

[i]"Perhaps joining her.... would not be such a bad idea, Sire..."[/i]