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"But Why?" He
finally sputtered.
    Tavis piped up with the answer, "he was trying to
undermine your authority Sovereign, the further he foiled your
attempts to find the last witch the more he made it seem like you
were wasting your time on a wild goose chase. He was making a fool
of you, my lord!
    Keon shot him a nasty glare but Tavis knew that that
last line would help drive the point home.
    The Sovereign's black cloak swirled around him as he
spun away from them. He stalked off to the side and slammed his
fist in to the wall. Several broken stones fell onto the flor as a
result.
    "Morgan!" The Sovereign bellowed. "Morgan, where are
you?"
    A swirl of black smoke emerged from the stones before
the green woman was seen. "Yes?"
    He spun around and pointed accusingly at her. "You
are supposed to be my demon seer! Your visions are suppose to warn
me when one of my followers start plotting against me."
    Morgan shrugged. "My powers may be at your beck and
call but I cannot force them to protect you. Guarding yourself
against plots and treason is what your suppose to do."
    "How can I worry about plots when I am busy
completing my great plan!" The Sovereign thundered. He walked to
his desk and waved his hand over the papers strewn all over it.
    Morgan took her time responding, "I know the great
plan has long occupied your thoughts Sovereign, but you must take
care not to grow over confident in your power. You still have much
to do if your goal is to succeed."
    The Sovereign snorted as he turned away. He clasped
his hands behind his back and paced in front of the three kneeling
vampires in front of him. He paced twice before finally
stopping.
    He stared down at them, his face still hidden in his
dark cloak. "Have you brought this evidence with you."
    Keon nodded. "Yes. I have given the files to Morgan.
She can confirm what we have said."
    The Sovereign turned to Morgan. "Well?"
    She nodded in assent.
    The Sovereign chuckled under his breath. "Well thank
you for bringing this issue to me Keon, Tavis, and Jaxon. I believe
rewards are in order."
    He raised his hand and placed his palm on Keon's
head. "Arise Keon Dougan, the new Commander of the Night Shadow
clan."
    Keon smiled at the thought of now being in charge of
one of the largest vampire clans in the world.
    He placed his hands quickly on both Tavis and Jaxon.
"Arise new member as well new members of the Night Shadows. Their
fortunes, their prestige, their weapons, and their very lives now
belong with you."
    He spoke after clasping his hands behind his back
again. "To be part of a vampire clan is to be aligned with the
greatest protectors of the realm. No one dares harm or trouble you
as long as you belong to one of my clans. My sovereignty reigns
superior and greater then any other hidden branch of government.
Whatever you demand shall be yours regardless of who it rightfully
belongs to."
    He then raised his head and gestured for them to go.
When he turned was when Jaxon spoke. He was still on his knees when
he asked, "if I may ask a boon of you my lord?"
    The Sovereign spun around. "What?"
    Jaxon gulped. "Rome's pet Henry...although he was
once a witch he was turned into a vampire before the slaughter of
his people. Therefore, he is not the one you seek."
    The Sovereign shrugged.
    Jaxon took another deep breath before continuing, "I
have long since noticed that the way he treats Henry is nothing
short of disgraceful. With your humble permission, I beg you to
remove him from Rome's custody and give him to me."
    Wax dripped from the flickering torches in the room;
the dripping making the tension thicker and thicker.
    "Morgan," the Sovereign said, "come with me." He
beckoned her to the next room while gesturing to the trio to
remain.
    Morgan limped slowly after the Sovereign's stride and
narrowly missed having her cloak caught in the door. He motioned to
the door attendants to be gone. Morgan snapped her fingers and the
two dark standing shadowy figures evaporated.
    The Sovereign