Hm, okay. I don't see how the Saints could take her with them if she gets injured then, because the turning process takes a whole week, and Vail would definitely take her away while everyone else is distracted by the fighting. He would know from the book they read that he needs to keep her safe while she's vulnerable. If anything, it seems more likely that she'll end up with the Hyraces wherever they go to take refuge. Did you have any thoughts/preferences about how it should go? We could also try the route of having them win instead of lose, with the Hyraces and the Saints becoming enemies while the Wynters lick their wounds. That would give us a more traditional vampire vs slayer story for a while.
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It doesn’t have to be in the first fight. And no, it’s customary for the new fledgling to join the clan of the vampire that bit them, but they still have the free will to move to another clan (which also means they can be taken). I’m mostly just trying to think of ways to give Vail more of a purpose in the main conflict, since he hasn’t had room to do a whole lot up til this point outside of the romance. The action is mainly happening on Victoria’s side.
I could also see everyone taking refuge somewhere further away after the battle if they lose, because the Wynters would want to “clean house” to make sure the Hygraces aren’t a threat to them anymore. During the fight is when Victoria would be injured (if she still is), yeah? If so, I was thinking Vail would notice and stop whatever he was doing to take her away from danger before he realizes she’s already dying and turns her. From there, maybe some of the others from his clan and/or the Order run after the tide turns in favor of the Wynters, and they flee together. Victoria would wake up wherever they end up taking sanctuary a week later.
I could also see everyone taking refuge somewhere further away after the battle if they lose, because the Wynters would want to “clean house” to make sure the Hygraces aren’t a threat to them anymore. During the fight is when Victoria would be injured (if she still is), yeah? If so, I was thinking Vail would notice and stop whatever he was doing to take her away from danger before he realizes she’s already dying and turns her. From there, maybe some of the others from his clan and/or the Order run after the tide turns in favor of the Wynters, and they flee together. Victoria would wake up wherever they end up taking sanctuary a week later.
Crow rushed himself out too lol
“I hope so too,” Crow nodded, biting his lip to stifle the grin that threatened to take over his lips. If they had been sitting with anyone other than Cedric, he wouldn’t have ventured so far as to bring up their courtship, even vaguely. However, he knew the nobleman was a safe enough audience to push the boundaries a little. Since he was interested in pursuing Penelope as well, it would have been in his best interest to keep the information to himself, especially if he had figured out the viceroy was talking about the knight. Even if Cedric was loose lipped, he was far enough removed from the king that it was highly unlikely for news to reach Albin before Crow found him promptly after breakfast. As far as he was concerned, there was no risk.
“Thanks,” he said to the nobleman, reining his smugness back to a minimum. “And disappointed men. She’s a catch.” He knew he was testing his limits with Cedric, but he couldn’t help himself. The other man deserved it after everything he’d done at the party. Careful not to cross the narrow line he was walking, he turned away from the others as Preston approached with his food, pretending to lose interest in the conversation. The attendant performed his usual test for poison and then stepped back with a bow, leaving them alone again.
To Crow’s relief, Cedric seemed to have been put off by his presence and didn’t stay long. He nodded wordlessly as the other man when he said his goodbyes, using a mouthful of rye bread as an excuse not to return any polite words in response. He also needed to eat quickly, so he could catch his father before he grew too busy to have a talk. As much as he enjoyed spending time with Penelope, he was more focused on that at the moment, so he would have to meet up with her later.
“Mhm,” he mumbled his agreement through another bite of food, which he chased with his water. “I’m glad he didn’t try to stay, because I need to get going.” He turned to Penelope with a smile, though there was a flicker of unease in his eyes. “I want to speak with my father this morning. He’s coordinating the preparations for my departure, so I’m hoping that I can get to him before he’s caught up in whatever else it is he needs to do today.”
Turning back to the table, he devoured the rest of his breakfast as fast as he could without upsetting his stomach and pushed the empty plate away with a labored exhale. “Meet me at the southern tower before supper,” he decided, remembering the building she had claimed was a favorite spot of hers before he’d become a nobleman. “Whatever happens, I want to tell you someplace where we won’t be bothered.”
“Thanks,” he said to the nobleman, reining his smugness back to a minimum. “And disappointed men. She’s a catch.” He knew he was testing his limits with Cedric, but he couldn’t help himself. The other man deserved it after everything he’d done at the party. Careful not to cross the narrow line he was walking, he turned away from the others as Preston approached with his food, pretending to lose interest in the conversation. The attendant performed his usual test for poison and then stepped back with a bow, leaving them alone again.
To Crow’s relief, Cedric seemed to have been put off by his presence and didn’t stay long. He nodded wordlessly as the other man when he said his goodbyes, using a mouthful of rye bread as an excuse not to return any polite words in response. He also needed to eat quickly, so he could catch his father before he grew too busy to have a talk. As much as he enjoyed spending time with Penelope, he was more focused on that at the moment, so he would have to meet up with her later.
“Mhm,” he mumbled his agreement through another bite of food, which he chased with his water. “I’m glad he didn’t try to stay, because I need to get going.” He turned to Penelope with a smile, though there was a flicker of unease in his eyes. “I want to speak with my father this morning. He’s coordinating the preparations for my departure, so I’m hoping that I can get to him before he’s caught up in whatever else it is he needs to do today.”
Turning back to the table, he devoured the rest of his breakfast as fast as he could without upsetting his stomach and pushed the empty plate away with a labored exhale. “Meet me at the southern tower before supper,” he decided, remembering the building she had claimed was a favorite spot of hers before he’d become a nobleman. “Whatever happens, I want to tell you someplace where we won’t be bothered.”
Crow had to mess with Cedric xD
He can't prove or disprove that he was talking about Penelope
He can't prove or disprove that he was talking about Penelope
“Better than usual,” Crow answered Penelope’s question congenially. As they spoke, he pointedly ignored the nobleman sitting across from them, making it clear who he had really showed up for. They might have been keeping their relationship quiet until after he brought up the subject with his father, but now that her part in ending the war had been completed, he was less inclined to keep feigning total disinterest around her ex suitor. If that made Cedric unhappy, then it was all the better.
He glanced impassively at the other man as he inserted himself back into the conversation. At first, his hint and chuckle confused the viceroy, but he realized what Cedric was trying to say when he tracked his gaze to the table of noblewomen. It was hard to tell if the nobleman truly thought he was as disreputable as everyone else seemed to believe or if he was just trying to make him come off like a miscreant, but either way, the comment made him roll his eyes. He hoped the ridiculous accusations would end when he and Penelope began courting publicly. He was getting tired of fighting off all the heroes who treated him like some villain taking advantage of a damsel in distress.
“They weren’t really my kind of ‘entertaining,’” he shrugged, deciding not to humor Cedric’s insinuation. “Most of them didn’t have anything interesting to say. I suppose I got along alright with one of them. Fye,” he glanced at Penelope with a thoughtful smile. “But even she turned out to be just as shallow as the rest. I prefer women who are true to themselves and who don’t act like aristocratic ragdolls.” Or, more specifically, one woman who had stolen his heart years ago.
Turning back to Cedric, Crow studied his face for a moment before he broke out in a smirk. He couldn’t say outright that he was planning to be with Penelope, but he couldn’t pass up the chance to ruffle his feathers a little. “Besides that, I’ve already made my choice,” he went on airily, pressing his leg against the knight’s when he felt her touch him beneath the table. “There’s one woman in this castle who I’ve had my eye on for a while. If all goes well, we’ll be courting by tomorrow.” He shot the nobleman a sly wink. “But I’m going to keep her name to myself.”
He glanced impassively at the other man as he inserted himself back into the conversation. At first, his hint and chuckle confused the viceroy, but he realized what Cedric was trying to say when he tracked his gaze to the table of noblewomen. It was hard to tell if the nobleman truly thought he was as disreputable as everyone else seemed to believe or if he was just trying to make him come off like a miscreant, but either way, the comment made him roll his eyes. He hoped the ridiculous accusations would end when he and Penelope began courting publicly. He was getting tired of fighting off all the heroes who treated him like some villain taking advantage of a damsel in distress.
“They weren’t really my kind of ‘entertaining,’” he shrugged, deciding not to humor Cedric’s insinuation. “Most of them didn’t have anything interesting to say. I suppose I got along alright with one of them. Fye,” he glanced at Penelope with a thoughtful smile. “But even she turned out to be just as shallow as the rest. I prefer women who are true to themselves and who don’t act like aristocratic ragdolls.” Or, more specifically, one woman who had stolen his heart years ago.
Turning back to Cedric, Crow studied his face for a moment before he broke out in a smirk. He couldn’t say outright that he was planning to be with Penelope, but he couldn’t pass up the chance to ruffle his feathers a little. “Besides that, I’ve already made my choice,” he went on airily, pressing his leg against the knight’s when he felt her touch him beneath the table. “There’s one woman in this castle who I’ve had my eye on for a while. If all goes well, we’ll be courting by tomorrow.” He shot the nobleman a sly wink. “But I’m going to keep her name to myself.”
Crow may have intruded cx
Crow chewed on the inside of his lip as he walked with Preston through the castle corridors. Now that he was leaving for Younis so soon, he didn’t have time to wait for his father to wind down from planning his trip. If he wanted to start courting Penelope, he needed to speak with the king about it today. He supposed there was also the option of waiting until he returned from the northern kingdom, but he didn’t want to risk putting it off any longer. There was a chance that the negotiation would go poorly or that Albin would become even busier than he was now by making arrangements for the treaty he and the Younisian king agreed upon. He was tired of leaving everything up to chance. Today was his opportunity to take fate into his own hands and get what he had wanted since the day he’d accepted the viceroy title.
Planning to eat a quick breakfast and leave right away to seek out his father, he didn’t bother looking around the Great Hall for anyone he knew when he arrived. Instead, he headed for the closest open table to the door, so that he could make a quick getaway if anyone tried to approach him to chat. He had almost made it when Preston’s voice made him stop in his tracks.
“Um,” the attendant started nervously. “Isn’t that the same man who kissed Penelope at the party?”
“What?” the viceroy turned around, caught off guard by the question. He searched the room until he saw the man Preston was talking about. It seemed like Cedric had decided to share a meal with the knight that morning. He narrowed his eyes untrustingly. It wasn’t likely that the nobleman would try to corner her again in broad daylight, but he still didn’t like the idea of leaving them alone after what he’d done to her at the party.
“You’re not going to do anything rash, are you?” his attendant eyed him cautiously.
“No,” Crow replied, straightening his posture. “I’m just going to make sure he doesn’t have the opportunity to force himself on her again.” Foregoing his original plan to just stay long enough to finish his food, he strode over to the table where Penelope and Cedric were seated and slid onto the bench beside the lieutenant. He didn’t particularly like the thought of spending the morning in Cedric’s company, especially when he needed to be in a good frame of mind when he spoke with his father after the meal, but he hated the thought of pretending like he hadn’t seen them even more. So, putting on a false smile, he turned to the knight at his side.
“Morning, love,” he greeted her. “How did you sleep?”
Planning to eat a quick breakfast and leave right away to seek out his father, he didn’t bother looking around the Great Hall for anyone he knew when he arrived. Instead, he headed for the closest open table to the door, so that he could make a quick getaway if anyone tried to approach him to chat. He had almost made it when Preston’s voice made him stop in his tracks.
“Um,” the attendant started nervously. “Isn’t that the same man who kissed Penelope at the party?”
“What?” the viceroy turned around, caught off guard by the question. He searched the room until he saw the man Preston was talking about. It seemed like Cedric had decided to share a meal with the knight that morning. He narrowed his eyes untrustingly. It wasn’t likely that the nobleman would try to corner her again in broad daylight, but he still didn’t like the idea of leaving them alone after what he’d done to her at the party.
“You’re not going to do anything rash, are you?” his attendant eyed him cautiously.
“No,” Crow replied, straightening his posture. “I’m just going to make sure he doesn’t have the opportunity to force himself on her again.” Foregoing his original plan to just stay long enough to finish his food, he strode over to the table where Penelope and Cedric were seated and slid onto the bench beside the lieutenant. He didn’t particularly like the thought of spending the morning in Cedric’s company, especially when he needed to be in a good frame of mind when he spoke with his father after the meal, but he hated the thought of pretending like he hadn’t seen them even more. So, putting on a false smile, he turned to the knight at his side.
“Morning, love,” he greeted her. “How did you sleep?”
Would they still want her if Vail takes her away and turns her though? Her blood wouldn’t do them any good anymore.
Thinking about it, I like the idea of the Wynters winning the first battle. It would remove the Hyraces from the top of the food chain for a while and force the Order to make compromises with the vampires they were sworn to kill in order to gather the power to take the Wynters off their pedestal before they do too much damage. I could also see it leading to the beginning of a transition in power from Peter to Vail, because it would partly be Peter's fault for denying the Wynters' threats for too long. He could blame himself for the loss (especially if members of their clan die in the fighting) and lose faith in himself as a leader, so Vail would have to step up to keep them safe while also helping Victoria adapt to life as a vampire.
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