"What is the meaning of this Interruption!?" Bedivere bellowed out, his temper flaring.

"You!" His red eyes seemed to almost flame within his sockets. His anger was quite a spectacle to behold as few things ever made Bedivere more peeved than interrupting an event, uninvited. Especially one as this council meeting. His fury was seething out of hand before the council, and perhaps as a show of dominance in controlling the flow of the meeting, made it clear it was never his intent on inviting the vampiress. "This is a meeting of the Elder Kin. You are the last of your line, your invitation was not sent for as you are not a siress. Now get thee away lest anyone in the council wishes to vouch for Miss Adoresl and would motion to open the floor to let her in our meeting."

And if that was not enough...

"Sir, I am afraid I have detected the presence of a human on the castle grounds..." A servitor reported, appearing from the shadows of one of the corridors.

"Bring him in and let him serve as catering. Then, do not interrupt the council ever again, thus kill yourself after." And with that, the poor thrall went to fetch Martin. He would unfortunately have to obey Bedivere and, upon bringing Martin inside, somehow kill himself. Perhaps blunt force trauma by repeated smashing of his head into the stone floors?

And finally there was Gabriel. Completely the Last straw.

"Enough of this. The Next interruption must be dealt with more appropriately."