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The moon was rather high on this night of all nights. Deep in the shadows stood a man drabbed in all white. The color he wore matched his long hair, accompanied by a pair of silk gloves that he used to pull the strands back from his face.

Behind him stood an old man. His wrinkled skin was like a wave over his arms and face. He had a full head of gray hair, accompanied by a cane that he used to keep himself upright.

Lsorir adjusted the strap of his gloves. He was waiting patiently for a pair to show up. He left Alaois at home for the time being, knowing the wyrm would be way to object to agree to this meeting if everything wasn't settled beforehand.

Upon seeing the wyrm Lsorir's face twisted into a smile. He straightened, removing wrinkles from his white and gold jacket as he addressed the pair. He gave a lowering of his head, sweeping his hand toward his torso for a bow. "I'm honored that you both would come. I am Lsorir Gahinor, the bonded of the wyrm in question, and this is my dear old friend Bregre de Sanim. Bregre is here to represent the Vehren as I'm here to represent Alaois. I'm afraid my wyrm couldn't make it, but I assure you that the two of you shall meet as soon as it is possible." Lsorir got straight to business, seeing no need in curt small talk for the moment.

Bregre's head raised as his small oval orbs searched both the wyrm and her bonded. He smiled, walking near her. "May I?" He asked as he lifted an old wrinkled hand to stroke the wyrm.

The old man waited until after the permission to run his hand down Cloelia's back, feeling how soft she was. His hand ran the length of her spine as he circled around, inspecting her from head to toe before he gave a nod. "Quite beautiful in every way. The definitions of her are quite refined. I should have trusted your impecable taste Lsorir."

"Of course." Lsorir chuckled at Bregre before his eyes turned to look at the gnome. He wasn't aware that she didn't know of the plans, and then, neither was Bregre which showed on his face in horror.

"My dear!" Bregre stated in disbelief as he leaned on his cane and wobbled slightly from the weight. "We wish to breed Cloelia to our very own Alaois. We have need of a new hatchling for a member who just joined our ranks. Unfortunate that our guidelines don't let us breed to our own females. We will make it worth your while, and if two eggs are produced the other is yours to keep."

Bregre wobbled on his cane a little as he straightened his back. He didn't like the gnome but decided to not voice this opinion. He usually had a lower standing of the wyrm in question but she was the one willing to work with them and so he actually found a small ounce of respect for her. "Of course Cloelia. We won't expect any of this done for free, and if the request is within our ability we promise to provide it."

"We do treat our wyrms well." Lsorir piped up at Bella's hesitation. "Cloelia will be given the finest while she is pregnant, both of you actually. We do not expect any differently. And longer if either of you should have it. She will be highly honored in the Vehren as a mother to the child." He played with the clasp on his gloves as he watched Bella out of the corner of his eye. "I understand as a bonded myself what it's like to worry about your wyrm. And if there is any way I can calm your fears let me try."

"Beetle?" Lsorir nearly choked even before the name was said. His eyes buldged out of his skull for a moment before he regained his composure. He knew all eyes were now staring at him, Bregre's especially. It couldn't be that easy, could it?

"You know this man they seek?" The old man raised a brow as he turned to Lsorir.

Lsorir's eyes glazed over before he began to speak. "I do... I met Beetle and Tenar not long ago.. near the caves. It was a while ago, but I know what direction they were headed and if we start now we might be able to catch up to them."

"I promise you... we'll find Beetle, as long as you keep your end of the bargain. In as much... perhaps it's time for you to meet Alaois, and remember your promise...no matter how disagreeable he is about this... because I promise he'll fight tooth and nail." Lsorir raised his head, his white hair bobbing at the movement. "As for Tenar... he's a hybrid wyrm that the bard got attached to. A shadow and fire if I'm not mistaken."

Bregre turned away from Lsorir at this turn of events, shaking his head for a moment. "We'd like Cloelia and you, Bella, to move into the castle for your stay. We want to make sure both of you are accomidated and that you have whatever you need. Leave finding Beetle to us. We'll send you reports on what's going on as soon as we find out. You may meet Alaois at the castle."

Lsorir's brow raised at the way Cloelia talked. She was certainly a firecracker which he found rather endearing. Maybe yet... someone can tame that water wyrm... He kept his thoughts to himself as he moved from the pair to glance at Bregre who nodded approvingly. "Alright... I think it's time to get to the castle."

It was a long trek through the mountains up toward the old gray stone building. 'Castle' was a loose term. It was a rather old building, large in size and bigger than even a mansion, but it was hardly a true castle. The hedges were all dead now with the coming of the season but once had been perfectly cut. Large stone statues followed the walk toward the stairs which led to the wooden doors.

Lsorir raised two fingers in the air and instantly the doors were opened. He motioned for the ladies to go first and then followed them inside. The floors were white marble with a red carpet that led toward the doors. The walls were eggshell white with tapestries lining each side. A set of winding stairs moved from both sides down toward the middle. It was, in all honesty, a true honor for either of the girls to be present in their society. No one was allowed in the castle but the Vehren's own, except on special occasions such as this.

"While here you will have your own attending. They will do whatever you ask of them as long as it doesn't break the rules of our order." Bregre informed them both and then clapped his hand as two girls showed up. "Please, show them to their room."

The girls, twins, curtseyed and smiled at the wyrm and her bonded. "This way please." One said as they began walking up the stairs. After moving up the long steps they turned down a hall, walking for what seemed a good five minutes before turning to a room which they opened. "Here you are." The same one said. "I'm Casina, and this is my sister Dahne."

The room was furbished with a large canopy bed for Bella, off to the side was a space set up with comfortable padding for Cloelia. There in the center was a table set up with food for both of them. "If there is anything you like just ask, the two of you are to be considered royalty while staying here."

Casina nodded, seeming to be the talkative one of the two as Dahne still hadn't opened her mouth to speak. "The master said you might want to meet him. I believe he's in his room, awaiting you actually. Dahne can take you there if you wish?"

Dahne turned and curtseyed though she still didn't speak. The ruffle of her black hair fell into her eyes and she pushed it out with a blush.