Neveah's slumber was suddenly interrupted by three loud thuds against her chambers door. She was still in the bath, but the water had turned cold. She sighed out softly, and could sense that only a couple of hours had passed by since she had originally sunk down into the hot water. She dried herself off quickly, only leaving a few beads on water along her neck and jaw line, and wrapped herself in a silk robe. She thought maybe it was Emmanuel or Xavier wanting attention. Despite that most of the rest of the castle used the original candles and such for light, her rooms had been updated as the years went by. It came with everything modern she loved and needed.

She flicked on a light near the door and reached to unlock it slowly, pulling the heavy wooden door open just enough to see outside into the hallway. There stood a messenger, holding a slip of paper. Neveah lifted her right eyebrow up into a slim arch to resemble a question, and looked at the young man curiously. [color=f7976a][i]"What is it, love?"[/i][/color] she asked him softly. She could see his eyes beginning to wander and she snapped her fingers once to regain his attention before taking the paper from between his thumb and index finger. [color=6ecff6][i]"I'm sorry your Highness..."[/i][/color] he said, waiting for her to read the note. Neveah then wondered for a brief moment why people simple didn't just phone her.

Neveah's eyes then scanned the paper quickly, which read;

News of young Vampires in Ravenshire, requesting rooms in a tavern. Ages and names unknown, though thought to be rogue or newly turned. Your swift attention to this is required.

Neveah thought quickly and then addressed the messenger boy again. [color=f7976a][i]"Tell the council we will hold a meeting in exactly five minutes."[/i][/color]

The boy nodded and trotted off into the dimly lit castle. Neveah then shut her door abruptly and turned to get dressed. She combed through her long locks with her fingers and found a simple yet flattering white, fitted silk dress that fell to her mid thighs. Along with it she tugged on a pair of matching white knee high boots. For a moment she glanced around her room, which besides the light she had switched on, was completely pitch black, and then grabbed for the silver key used to lock her chambers. She left the room swiftly, locking the door behind her and watched as two guards shifted to either side of her doorway. This time of day, Emmanuel and Xavier were dead asleep, so she would need to hold the council on her own, despite it rarely ever being an issue. 

Another few moments later, and she was seated in a high backed, black velvet chair at the head of a long banquet style meeting table. The others had not yet arrived, though they still had a minute or so to spare. Once her council arrived and were seated, the doors clanked shut behind them. Neveah then wasted no time in getting to her point.

[i][color=f7976a]"I have news of two or more rogue, or newly turned Vampires seeking accommodation in Ravenshire. Ravenshire is not far from here. I am aware that this need be taken care of immediately. Today leading into tonight would be best."[/color][/i] She paused for a moment to calculate her next words carefully before speaking.

[color=f7976a][i]"I am aware that the full mood will be tomorrow. And I am also aware that the celebrations of such will begin taking place as soon as night begins to fall. I am positive you are all tired and will need your rest... So, I will be taking on this issue myself. I will have Fae step in for me while I am away, though it shouldn't take more than a few hours to apprehend these Vampires."[/i][/color]

A few murmurs shifted across the table and her eyes scanned the area for any arguments the council might have. None emerged and she smiled softly, her straight white teeth and fangs showing.[i] [color=f7976a]"Good then. I require my cloak and my bow, nothing more. And I shall see you tonight for full moon." [/color][/i]


Within moments she had the things she requested and was outside of the castle walls. It had been ages since she had been on a mission outside. She spent a lot of time in the gardens at night, but missions were usually left to the army men.

Even though the sun wouldn't kill her, Neveah still felt slightly uncomfortable in its rays. She pulled the cloak hood over her head and let it cast a shadow over her face. It was no more than 7 am, and she was half way to Ravenshire already. She was familiar will all of the places nearby, as a High Vampire should be. After about two hours, she had made it to the outskirts of Ravenshire without hassle. Luckily for her, no animal dared come near her kind. 

As she entered the towns outskirts, she noticed a simple cottage. The lights inside were dimmed, but the scent coming from it was offensive if not repulsive to her. A wolf. Her eyes narrowed in it's direction but she carried on along the edge of the trees, her feet moving no louder than a whisper.