Interlude in the dust

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A night later Sadismann looked down at the bodies. He was standing in the ruins he had fondly remembered from his encounter with the Princess during the Hunt. The place was now a desolate  junk yard of blood and organs. Aarin lay still in the dust and grit.  The middle of the dead bodies stake through the heart.

"Who could have caught him? The new earth army?" The Duke asked looking down.

He was in shock. He had known Aarin for more than one hundred and fifty years. This was supposed to be his city.

"Well that was my first thought as well but look at this familiar" the doctor said pointing at the neck of a familiar. The Duke knew him as well - both were highly loyal people, people to be trusted.

"This one has been fed upon." the Doctor said.

"So another coven? why here the middle of nowhere? Perhaps Aarin came across some spies by accident?"

"Immortal spies? Possibly, look at these marks. This is very badly done, look it's taken them a few bites to get the jugular right."

Sadismann was vexed "A new immortal - but who would let such an inexperienced immortal go out of the coven?"

The Doctor knelt down. "Could be some kind of initiation or someone trying to cover up their bite marks"

"So your suggesting Murder ? Someone within the coven? "said Sadismann.

The Doctor rocked his head. "It's not unknown, or someone's turning familiars outside the coven in secret, building a dark army. Perhaps someone who disliked Aarin wanted him dead wanted to cover it up."

Sadismann looked around, if Malphas had a disciple then his spy would have told him about them. If this was a new vampire it would take a few months for the fangs to grow to do this much damage. Something was missing it was a feeling that Sadismann had grown to find disturbing.

Sadismann remembered Mary's secret message. "Did you find any unusual items with them?"

"No, nothing" said the Doctor not looking away from the bite marks on another body.

Sadismann turned to his familiar a leader of the long coats "OK keep looking, don't stop until sunrise. Order the usual reprisals for killing one of the coven. Don't talk to anyone about this until we know who did it. "

He looked around at the place which might have been the moment of his greatest joy. This was confusing and needed consideration.

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