I stood in the corner of the brothel, the rain pouring down. He walked toward me, looking down upon me as if I were some discusting devil. I lowered my gaze and hid lower as much as I could, bending my head down, exposing my neck he saw the mark of the Ventrue. Of course I was branded as their servant and nothing more, I was marked so that no one could enslave me other than those of the Ventrue clan.

"Little one, are you of the Ventrue clan?" he asked.

I shook my head gently.

"Then why do you have the mark of Ventrue?"

"I am a slave to them. I can only serve the Ventrue." I mumbled softly.

He grabbed my chin and jerked my head up to look into his eyes. "Look when you are spoken to." he hissed in my face. I felt my eyes sting and my face redden, I lowered my gaze by looking to the side.

"I said look at me while I'm talking to you." he squeazed my face with so much pressure. "I won't hurt you. Just listen to me, my name is Helios. Now child come with me." Helios whispered into my ear, grabbing my hand he pulled me to him.

We began to walk, we walked for what seemed ages. "Here we are. Welcome to The Castle of Hepsetios."