Rae relaxed only when they were through the hidden gates of their home. A few of their kin, mainly cousins, saluted them. She nodded to them and led Iri and Juris to Alena.
The matriarch of the Rogues was nearly a hundred years old, very young for a vampire. But her youth in no way meant she was weak.
She stood at five feet, seven inches tall. Her hair was a darker black than even the darkness of the cave. Her eyes were gold, and they glowed. Her eyes were the sign of her bloodline. All of her children and grandchildren had the golden eyes. Her skin was whiter than snow, without a single imperfection marring it's surface, not even a scar. She looked at them as they walked in. Even to this day, it still nearly took her breath away at how beautiful Alena was. She didn't look any older than twenty-five.
Her style of dress was very simple, to the surprise of many. She dressed in a simple red tunic, black leggings, black boots and a black belt. A black cloak lined in violet hugged her shoulders. Twin silver longswords were crossed on her back, a remnant of Alena's time as a Slayer. She had thick leather gloves attached to her belt, for whenever she drew her swords.
There were four others in the meeting room as well. Her and Iri's mother, Maelyn, was there. Their Aunt, Namira and her twin brother, their uncle Kole, stood side by side. Namira and Kole were on ly half vampire, having been born when Alena was still human.
Their grandfather, Elias, stood at Alena's side. He was hundreds of years old, having reached the vampiric age where the tips of his shoulder length hair had started turning white. He was Chained, but his master, the Vampire Lord, had been killed by Alena.
Rae and Iri's father had died some years ago, killed by Slayers. Namira's husband was off on a mission and Kole's wife was the one in charge of training the young.
"Welcome back my dears. Judging by your smiles, I take it you were successful?" Alena said, her voice as smooth as satin.
"We were, Grandmother. Iri has the Relic. Allow me to introduce the sole remaining vampire prisoner of the Slayers, Juris. Juris, this is Alena, Matriarch of the Chainless." Rae said.
Alena fixed him with her powerful stare, and he tried very hard not to be noticed. Alena's brow furrowed. She blinked and Juris fell to his knees, unable to speak. Alena looked to Rae and Iri.
He is not Chainless, girls. Chained are forbidden here, you know the rules. Why have you brought him here?" Alena asked calmly.
It always surprised Rae when Alena used her powers so easily against vampires. It made her wonder how strong the Matriarch would be against a human.
"His master is dead, Grandmother." Rae said simply.
Alena inclined her head, and allowed Juris to get back on his feet.
"He is Liberated then. Elias? What do you propose?" Alena said, looking to her mate.
He looked at Juris, and then at his granddaughters.
"I would like to hear from Irina as well." He said, his voice as soft as always.