Well, this was certainly a total mess. The last thing she'd wanted was for the village to be destroyed, but at the very least a considerable number of people had managed to survive. Homes could be replaced.

Human lives could not, despite what some of her fellows sometimes seemed to think. And those human lives were what fueled with own. If nothing else, keeping them alive and well was of direct benefit.

Besides, usually blood of a well-kept human tasted better.

Even if the fear and terror of those deserving was also delicious.

Regardless, especially now that they had met another of the Lords(not one of Aleksiya's favorites, all things considered, but perhaps that was simply the feelings of one who governed a region towards one who based his existence around violating the law), there was one thing to do before anything else.

Aleksiya raised one dainty hand, the small vampire sighing heavily.

And, sharply, she brought it down against the back of Kordelia's head.

"... She means [i]undying[/i] ship," asserted the small girl, "Kordelia is so excitable she misspeaks at times, you see. Last I heard, our friend here had been able to take his ship through the roughest waters unscathed. That's what it means to be undying, isn't it?"

She smiled, tilting her head as she did.

"... As luck would have it, there's somewhere in the city that should be safe for all of you."

Above everything, that was her primary concern. The lives of these humans needed to be preserved. Both for the sake of their own appetites, and for the sake of the humans themselves.

Right now, the cathedral was the safest place she knew of.

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