Head of household, Prince Von Drakken hissed at his own men as he exited the ship. Cane in hand he scrutinized every action, threats behind his tongue. He was in an ill mood. The head of house hated no more than being off the homeworld.

A giant of a vampwelf trudged behind the man. His calm silent disposition betrayed the array of weapons he dragged over his shoulder, as if he could not choose which he wanted for the raid.

The castellan and his Mad Knight were first to greet the royal Boris. Edger got to a knee, as customary, but the Mad Knight strolled up casually to the Prince of Drakkens. "Dear Boris, what a terrible night to be out of the castle, isn't it? Do not worry my Prince, this will be an easy raid for the family."

The Mad Knight pulled Lulove behind him by her collar. A statement of fashion, now imprisoning. Her eyes darted around in shock at how many vampwelfs had gathered. She whimpered a pitiful plead of despair. She was in a nightmare that would not end and she begged to wake up.

Boris' features softened slightly at the Mad Knight. "Bleh. I assume you did all of the work my Mad Knight. I can't see someone as delicate as Edger managing to get not one, but two dragons."

"It was a team effort for sure, Prince Boris." Edger lowered his head, as if expecting his head to be cut off for any assumed transgressions.

"We have both gone above and beyond your orders, as you deserve. Two dragons, a dragon handler, a reborn witch, and the location of an object of Sin." Edger paused, waiting to see if Boris would give him the praise he deserved.

But Boris held his tongue in thought and annoyance. It had to be James who stepped in. "Aaaah, very good job for a castellan. Did not think that ordering people around would make a person a good dragon tamer." James expressed as he rubbed his beard. "Might even get a promotion maybe?"

"Absolutely not." Boris snapped.

Boris swung his cane accusingly at the other drakkens around as he shouted. "If anything, the fact that this pansy of a Drakken could do all of this with only a few maids and one Mad Knight just goes to show how far the rest of you have fallen, you lazy lot!"

Edger's ears fell as the other Drakkens fixed a piercing gaze at the man. He hated that the smallest double edged praise for him was accompanied by enough insults to upset the rest of the family.

The giant of a Drakken, James, patted the top of Edger's head as he ambled closer. "Do not worry Castellan Edger-"

Everything finally snapped into place for Lulove and she could do nothing but scream. "NO! NO! PLEASE! YOU ALREADY KILLED MY PARTNER, STOLE THE DRAGON, AND HAVE ME! PLEASE. PLEASE I BEG OF YOU. LEAVE THE GUESTS ALONE! LET THEM LEAVE! ALL OF THEM CAME HERE TO RELAX. PLEASE, YOU CAN'T DO THIS TO THEM!" Lulove kneeled her head to the ground as she begged.

James hooked a finger under Lulove's chin so that she could look the giant in the eyes. "Ah, and what will any of them do to stop us?"

"Advice for next time, if there is one. Do not set up your castle in no man's land. Better to be apart of house that will come to your aid than have to defend yourself. Ja?" James investigated his largest club as he continued. "If not Drakkens today, maybe volkronns tomorrow? Hmm?"

"The chances of a next time are none. Kill her where she kneels and let us move forth." Boris Von Drakken orders James.

Edger cuts between James and Lulove. "Absolutely not! This dragonkin was promised to our new dragon tamer! To harm her is to upset him, and thus prevent us from having control of one of the new dragons! It is unpredictable. We NEED this dragonkin."

"Hmmmmmm? Dat makes sense to me. I will find something else to turn to a paste." James throws his club back over his back and begins to leave with his men to the resort.

"My greatest apologies Prin-"

The Mad Knight hooks his arm around Edger's neck, choking him to stop talking. "Blahk Ka Ka Ha ha ha ha!"

"This fucking pansy is finally getting her balls, ain't she, dear Boris? I bet you she's proud of it! Let her have this moment!" Boris does not reply to the Mad Knight's comment, but a smirk does grow upon his face for just the slightest of moments.

"The rest of you! Gather a grand feast! Make sure to bring a few back alive as "entertainment.""