Marcus and Arya had traveled together for so long and they knew each other so well, keeping conversations going just by trading images between them was far easier in a lot of situations than talking. They needed physical contact for it to work though, and a complete focus on what they were doing. So naturally when Damien fell to his knees, Marcus's concentration broke and he couldn't keep up the conversation.

The blonde didn't need asking, she was on her feet and out of the woman instantly, allowing Marcus to get up and walk over to Damien, lifting him up into his arms. "I'd say that's enough for today," he mused and brought the boy back to his chambers and gently laid him down on his bed. "Gather your strength," he said and kissed Damien's forehead.

He was so tried and couldn't help but to groaned softly and it wasnt until he was lifted did he try to focus more and saw he was in Marcus arms. He didnt fight or anything and merely closed his eyes as he laid his was on the mans chest. Once his back hit the bed, he just nodded at what the man said and smiled some at the kiss before turning around on his side and fell asleep rather quickly.

He didnt have any nightmares thankfully as he took a nap. Those powers were very handy but they certainly took alot out of him and knew that he couldn't carelessly use them, they would not be used for defense or even defensive purposes.

The stayed in the unforgiving castle for a few days longer until the older two of them had finally had enough. They couldn't stand the northern European languages any more than they could most of the people. Even the vampires where they were going were more sophisticated. In the middle of packing her clothes up, Arya had stormed into his room and demanded to know where they were staying this time.

Once she was satisfied, he knew there would be no trouble from the blonde as she would me more than comfortable once they got down there. He instructed that she dress like a man and they packed up the horses. The bill to the guards was settled and most of their furs and stuff went with the paid security once the masters of the land left. Naturally they weren't allowed to remember any specifics about the three vampires.

It took a while to travel, and then even longer to get settled back into their old estate. Marcus's friend who'd lived there for a while, keeping up the place wasn't easy to get rid of and in the end they wound up staying all of them together with a strict warning not to touch Damien. Now the boy just needed to learn the language before he could be let outside to explore.

"This is so much better than that little village," he told Damien and sat down on the boy's bed. "This is where we'll stay while your learn what you need to learn, and as long as I can get away with it," he said with a chuckle. Sooner or later Talbot would figure out he was back in town with a new fledgeling and it would be time to start warming Arya up to the idea that some day not too far from now she'd be living somewhere else.

He wasnt entirely sure where they were going. He personally didnt want to his up and leave the homeland tht he was accustomed to, but felt that maybe leaving was for the best since it would give him the opportunity for a new life. He had never been to thi strange land and said nothing really as he was showed to his new room.

He started unpacking when Marcus came in and sat down on his bed. "What exactly do I need to learn, already now that I'm pretty gifted and getting better at controlling my elemental powers." He said as he put away his cloths and decided to just lay on the bed now, staring up at the ceiling and sigh.

"Well, you've got to learn the language. Reading and writing, if you're unfamiliar with it, and basic stuff like that. You also need to learn basic vampire abilities," he said amused. It didn't matter if Damien was gifted if he didn't have a grasp on the little things he'd need to get by in this life. "I'll leave you to unpack," he said and left the room again, finding his own room with ease.

Not long after laying down on his bed, he had company and Arya rested her head on his shoulder and they drifted off, relieved to be back where they were familiar with everything. She knew he'd much rather have Damien cuddled up by his side, but until the boy got over his shyness and just gave it up to Marcus, she was still getting away with sleeping comfortably in his bed. Right where she'd always belonged. Personally, she hoped the boy would never give in, but she knew Marcus was aching to break the boy in properly. What Marcus wanted, Marcus got, simple as that.

Damien didnt say anything and watched Marcus leave him be. Once he figured the man was asleep and sure enough he heard Arya in the same room with him. He opened his window and looked outside. He had his daylight ring and couldn't help but to want to explore the new area. He looked back at the door as if expecting Marcus to just bathe in at any moment before jumping out the window and landing gracefully on his feet.

He jogged like a normal human would and left the grounds. A servant saw Danken leave and new that Marcus don't want the boy outside and quickly rushed into the house and alerted Marcus that Damien had left the grounds.

Damien walked casually in the streets and took everything in. He couldn't speak the language, but that didnt mean he couldn't read people's thoughts and know what was going on around him. He was having fun to say the least and didnt even pay attention to anything else.

They were actually resting rather well when one of the servants woke them. The news that Damien had run off wasn't surprising, rather it was disappointing. He decided to just let the boy run through the streets and see if he couldn't find his way back home. There was no point running after him, dragging him back home; the boy needed to learn that the streets was not a place for a rich boy who didn't speak the language, regardless of whether he could read minds or not.

"Well, deary, there's no time like the present to give you want you need," he smirked and brought Arya to the secret room in the mansion. Now that Damien had run off, it was the perfect opportunity to lash out at Arya to keep from tearing the city apart looking for the boy. The blonde was practically squirming under his fingers when he fastened the shackles on her wrists, clearly having needed this for a lot longer than he'd realized.

By the time he was done punishing Arya, they were both a complete mess and he brought her tired body with him to bathe her to get rid of any evidences of the wounds he'd inflicted on her. Once they were both cleaned up and dressed in more appropriate outfits for their whereabouts, Marcus decided to just go about their day as if they didn't even notice Damien was gone. Bringing out a game of chess, they were playing a very slow and strategic game, wanting Damien to feel like he'd been forgotten about when he returned.

Damien had his fun and finally decided to head back to the mansion. He jumped back through his window and was alittle surprised tht Marcus wasn't in there waiting for him. He wondered if the man even knew he was gone. He just shrugged and laid down on the bed like he did a few hours ago and started to think in how great of a day he had in the city.

He couldn't speak the language and didnt really talk to anyone, he just went exploring alittle. He had a somewhat difficult time getting back home but found his way and now here he was. He started to hum a song to himself and closed his eyes.

The older vampires both turned their heads when they heard Damien returning again, but they had agreed to ignore it. Ignore the boy, leave him alone and wait for him to come around on his own. They kept on playing their little game, spending a lot of time on every move. By the time they were done, they brought cups of wine with them to the outdoor area.

They did on purpose include Marcus's friend staying there at the same time in a conversation, laughing and drinking and genuinely having a good time. It didn't matter that Damien was back in his room, he wouldn't punish the boy physically, but he could punish him in other ways. At least the conversation was flowing in French, so Damien would be able to follow it if he tried.

They would stay out all night if need be, as they were really enjoying themselves. The wine was flowing freely and soon a human pet was brought out and they shared the human without killing the young girl.

Damien decided to just stay inside the house, not really waning to socialize with any of Marcus friends at the moment. He was downstairs in the living room, sitting on the couch and reading a book. He looked up when he heard someone come in and it was one of Marcus friends. The man smirked when he saw Damien and from what the man was thinking, he wasnt here to just socialize.

When the man reached out to touch him. He grabbed the mans hand and glared at him. Suddenly the mans hand started to sizzle. He screamed and suddenly caught on fire but just his arm. The man ran out screaming and put the fire out by practically jumping into the outdoor pond. He shouted at marcus that his fledging was a monster.

They were just dismissing the human girl when someone came running outside and jumped into the pond, shouting that his fledgeling was a monster. Obviously humored by this, Marcus looked at the man and asked rather innocently: "Which one?" The man was familiar with who Arya was, and also what she liked to do when people displeased her, so it was a fair question, even if it was obvious which one he meant.

"Arya sweetie, why don't you show our friend what a big mistake he just made?" The blonde got up and didn't take long until she was electrocuting the vampire still in the pond. "You shouldn't be calling people a monster, and you shouldn't trust their innocent looks," she said when she stopped and the vampire's skin was literally emitting smoke. Giggling slightly, she made her way back to Marcus and sat back down, happy with herself. Of course she knew why Marcus had made her do what she'd just done; the man had tried something with Damien, but that didn't mean she'd let Damien have the pleasure of knowing why.

Finally they felt it was time to call it a night and dismissed their guests. The friend staying with them also found his way back to his own chambers while Marcus and Arya started a heated discussion about various wines, still drinking to finish the one they had opened. It was late night now and they were just finally sitting outside in silence, watching the stars.

Damien heard the man run outside an screamed at Marcus that he was a monster. He didnt think that Marcus would punish him for obviously sticking up for himself. He wasnt going to let these elders push him around like they tried to do the first night he went to one of their gatherings. He don't go outside, but knew what was going on by everyone's thoughts.

He went back to reading his book, I noshing the thick time book in less than two hours and put it away before going to find the next volume. He ha a feeling that Marcus and Arya were going to just ignore him but he wasnt going to be a attention whore and beg them for their attention. Hell of they seemed to not care if he went out then he might as well just leave. He did start to feel thirsty though and walked out to the backyard where they were."Do we have any humans around to feed on?" He asked.

It was obvious the two of them were thick as thieves where they were sitting, stargazing and keeping up the idle chat from time to time. Their only company in the warm night was a few candles, but that was all the illumination they needed as they weren't really reading anything anyway. They were just giving Damien space to figure out that running off didn't really solve anything. There would be someone stronger than him, and much smarter that would get to him in the end if he didn't stick around to learn.

When Damien finally came outside asking if there were any humans around, Arya giggled and Marcus couldn't help but chuckle slightly himself. "There was... A while ago, when you were still moping around. Now they're all asleep. Have some wine, it'll help," he said, amused by why Damien had finally decided to come outside.

Arya wasn't quite so easily satisfied though and she looked up at Damien from where she was sitting. "Of you can just feed from one of us, we're practically family anyway," she suggested, pulling her hair to one side and showing off her neck, pressing a nail gently against her skin, she broke the skin and a small puddle of blood gathered before Marcus leaned closer and licked it up. "Or we can just wake one of the servants if you really can't wait till morning and don't like the options presented," Arya finished with a smirk on her face.

He narrowed his eyes some at what Marcus said."I wasn't moping around, I didnt want to be around your perverted ass friends." He corrected. Which was the truth, he wasnt moping around he was merely not wanting some unwanted attention. He had a feeling that they were messing with him now or maybe just hiding the fact that they weren't happy with him running off. He wanted to see the city that he'd been dragged to, the fact that Marcus was going to make him stay cooped up inside wasnt what he wanted.

He looked to Arya when she offered her neck to him and only shook his head and rolled his eyes at Marcus."I can wake them up myself." He said and turned around but stopped at the doorway."Oh and you two ignoring me isnt punishment it's more of a dream come true." He said and just walked back inside.

The friends he had over that night weren't of the perverted kind, except the one who'd snuck in to see Damien. Just because Damien was a newborn, didn't mean none of his friends could behave themselves. "Just because a few of them are lonely and desperately trying to pass time, doesn't mean they are all bad. Sooner or later, you will have to give them a chance if you want any kind of social network in the vampire society," he replied, drinking more of the wine.

When Damien said them ignoring him was more like a dream come true, he knew it was time to give the boy the taste of what he was missing in terms of knowledge. "They won't respond well to you waking them up I'm afraid. My pets don't like to be touched by strangers, and frankly they don't know you yet." Nodding to Arya, the blonde got up and pulled Damien after herself by his arm until they were in one of the maids' room. Gently waking the woman, Arya talked to her quietly in the local language and she nodded. Stepping aside, she allowed Damien to feed from the woman.

"You think you can manage on your own just yet sweetie? You made a rookie mistake earlier, and I can't protect you from Marcus if you keep running off. Just ask if you need something, now he's bound to hurt you." She wasn't kidding though, the moment Damien was done feeding, Marcus brought him to where he'd shackled Arya earlier and tied Damien up.