The wedding was very beautiful and Arya actually looked happy. Maybe maris was right about girls having their dream wedding because this certainly want a normal wedding, it was one that fit royalty. Once it was finally over, he was dragged back to France and noticed how close they were to his old village. He didnt really want to go back there. It would only bring up bad memories. Ice they arrived at the castle that they stayed in before, he told Marcus that he wanted to take a bath and would like if the man joined him.

In a way, it felt good to now have Marcus all to himself. Ther wasn't anyone that was trying to battle him for the mans attention and he actually liked that. He leaned forward and kissed the man deeply, his fingers now tryin to disrobe the man.

He knew it couldn't be easy for Damien to be so close to his childhood home, but frankly Marcus knew it was one place Arya would never return to. He'd never thought their bond would withstand such a distance, but he could still tell where to find her, even if he couldn't explain it. At least he knew he could be alone with Damien right where they were now and just enjoy their time together. They needed to find a way to sever the ties completely for a while and he knew he couldn't think of her at all when he was busy making love to Damien.

A bath sounded perfect and he wasn't hard to ask to join Damien, he agreed very quickly and he had Damien out of his clothes in mere moments, wanting to devour the man. Now, all that remained was to bathe, and who said they couldn't make love and get clean at the same time? Servants had already filled the bath with water when he pulled Damien into it along with him.

He felt his cloths come undone and smiled once they were off. He had Marcus cloths off as well and followed the man in the bath. Once Marcus sat down, he couldn't help but to sit on the mans waist, wrapping his arms around his neck. "I'm actually happy that its just me and you......" He admitted and leaned down, kissing the man deeply. He broke it though and smirked teasingly, grabbed a clean dry rag and bar of soap. Once he lathered the rag up, he started to rub it along Marcus shoulders and down his chest.

He went lower, purposely avoiding certain areas that he knew would turn Marcus on to the point where the man would just devour him. He leaned forward and lightly nipped along his neck, tugging at his earlobe teasingly.

Marcus could really appreciate Damien now that they were alone. The moment they were in the bath, all wandering thoughts about his connection to Arya vanished and he gave Damien his full attention. "You know, I'm glad it's just the two of us as well, much less drama," he chuckled and kissed Damien back.

His fledgeling knew exactly how to make it almost impossible for him to just sit still and enjoy himself. Finally he couldn't take it anymore though and made sweet love to the man right there in the bath. He couldn't help himself that he was a very sexual creature and it was the one way he knew to make someone feel special. They actually had a great time together, just the two of them, in France until one day when everything changed.

Marcus had been sitting in his study working on something when he felt like a weight had been lifted off his shoulders. He could no longer feel Arya and at first he felt free, then he began to worry something had happened and he sent a letter to Talbot in London, inquiring about their fledgelings. Until he heard back, he was an absolute pain to deal with, not even Damien could take his mind off his worries. He was treating the boy worse than ever, though when he finally learned the truth about where Arya was, he was relieved and started working on making things right with Damien again.

"Did you know they planned on crossing the sea?" he asked Damien curiously, referring to Arya and James.

What in the world happened? Marcus was mean to him lately, he tried to figure out what he had done and really couldn't think of anything. He decided to leave the man alone, he did go off on his own at time and came back from a little hunting trip when he walked into Marcus study and blinked at the question.
"No why would I know?" He asked.

He didnt stare at Marcus to long and sat down in a chair that wasnt entirely close to the mans. He was still alittle sensitive on the mans wrath lately and didnt want to push the man to far.

Marcus knew he'd been unfair to Damien, but he'd been rather preoccupied worrying that something had actually happened to Arya. Sure, he'd wished there was a way to cut her loose once and for all as it'd be simpler for all of them, but he hadn't wanted for it to be so sudden and without warning. "I figured maybe you'd heard something," he said and shrugged. Now that he didn't have to worry though, he walked over to Damien and kissed him tenderly.

"I know I can be difficult at times," he said with a chuckle and brushed Damien's hair to the side. "I still worry about her from time to time, you both have a knack for finding trouble," he said, still trying to sweeten Damien up to forgive him again. Walking away from Damien again, he went to clean up his mess of a work station. He'd snapped quite a few quills in his frustration and he needed to throw them out.

"No matter how much you learn or grow, you're never going to be able to fully participate in events with my friends and allies. You'll never fully be viewed as part of that world, no matter how much I try to include you," he said, slightly frustrated with the fact. He wanted to be able to meet with his friends and not have them try to take Damien to himself every single time, no matter what kinds of threats he made and followed through on. He was actually at loss for what the boy could do to be treated like he was more an some prize.

He had thought Marcus was okay with Arya just going on on her own, it was after a his doing that she wa no longer here. It didnt make sense to him at all but he only kept quiet about his thoughts for the time being. He was suddenly kissed tenderly by the other and looked at him with a somewhat confused stare. "Arya can take care of herself.....you obviously thought so to when you gave her away." He said. He wasnt trying to be mean, but he was going to be honest with the man and not sugar coat anything.

He watched as Marcus went back to his desk and couldn't help but to cock an eyebrow at what he said next on the matter on him being involved in things in the vampire world."I can't help the fact that others want me......I do stand up for myself like you said I should do but that your friends fault not mine." He said.

Damien had a point. He had engineered the whole thing with Arya and gotten her to exactly where he needed her to be so why was he still worrying about her? Maybe it was just that he'd never been alone since he'd turned her and he'd grown so used to her presence he hadn't thought he'd miss it. "You haven't been around long enough to replace your sister in one aspect yet. Up until she crossed the sea, I always knew where she was. Unlike you or Arya, I can't choose when that part of my gift takes effect, so I thought something had happened when I no longer knew where to find her." Marcus never discussed with others whether or not he had any additional gifts like his fledgelings, and this was one of the reasons why; he didn't like that he couldn't control parts of it.

"Saying it's something you did would be like blaming you for your looks. Maybe I should just leave you behind from now on, so you'd at least be safe from unwanted attention," he said seriously. Just because Damien wasn't safe around his friends, didn't mean he would just give them up. There were rules to follow and alliances to honor if he wanted to keep things the way they were. Otherwise he'd gain more enemies than he'd like and he honestly didn't need any more trouble.

"We're all alone for the night, all the servants are out, let's just enjoy it?" He proposed and brought Damien close to himself again.

"I wouldn't mind that.....I don't really like being around other vampires who always stare at me like a piece of meat." He said and sigh. He was suddenly brought close to Marcus and looked up at the other with a small smile."What do you want to do?" He asked. Usually when him and Marcus were alone, they usually end up in bed together.

He did wrap his arms around Marcus and looked up at his maker with a small smile."Are you mad at me about something......it's not my fault that your friends and allies have a thing for me...." He said

So they were agreed that Damien wouldn't be included when he went to gatherings with his friends and allies, it was probably for the best as well. That way no one would be distracted and Damien would remain safe from harm. It was a win win situation that way and he could still keep Damien to himself.

Normally Damien and himself ended up in bed when they were alone, but he had other plans for them that night. "I was thinking we could go far a ride and see how the scenery has changed, or we could play chess?" He murmured, not wanting to just treat him like a sex object after he'd mentioned how the others were treating him like meat.

"I couldn't be mad at you for that, it's really not something you can about it," he said, nuzzling Damien's neck, loving their closeness.

He did somewhat worry that Marcus didnt like him anymore because of his friends. He did smile at the suggestions purposed by the other. He actually liked that better than just them ending up in bed, least they could enjoy racha other company besides sex. "I like the sound of that." He said. He smiled when his neck was nuzzled at by Marcus."Good." He said and pulled away from the thee.

He headed outside with the other and saddled up their horses and went riding through the country side. It had changed alot since he was there. The village had grown alot bigger since he'd been there.

Not much was left of the original village. It was bigger, newer and obviously richer. The lord of the castle was probably the same as before, but he seemed to be treating his people fairly. As fairly as any good lord would anyway. Despite his preferences toward warmer climates, he had to say progress had been made elsewhere as well and he could tolerate staying for a while before it was time to move on again.

When they returned from their ride, Marcus refused to let Damien help care for the horses. He enjoyed their company and he hardly had a chance to care for them on his own with servants around at most times. Brushing down the horses was a great way for him to escape his thoughts for a little while and he enjoyed the peace it gave them. Once he was done, he went up and brought out a chess board.

"Loser fetches a human?" he suggested to make the game a little more interesting. He didn't know how well Damien played as they hadn't played much together, but it might be fun.

Once they got back, he was going to brush the horses down but Marcus stopped him. He shrugged and went back inside, waiting for the man to come in. Once Marcus came in, he came back with a chess board and smiled at the bet that was place."Sounds fine to me." He said and smiled.)3 picked to have the white pieces and set then up on the board

Damien was pretty good at chess, he figured he would have Marcus beat and so far it seemed like he was winning. He just had this cocky smile on his pretty face."Check mate." He said, pushing Marcus piece out of the way.

The thing about the horses wasn't just so Damien wouldn't have to work, it really made him much easier to deal with as his mind was much calmer. It was as if the horse's trust in him and calm temper affected him and made him worry a little less about what would happen in the future when Damien inevitably had had enough of him and went his own way. The boy was nothing like his sister in that aspect; where he'd had to force her to leave, Damien would more than likely just walk away one day.

Their game was over faster than he'd liked and he was surprised at how well Damien really played as he'd never figured the boy for a strategist. Maybe the difference was that he was used to one game taking hours rather than making a move right away when it was his turn. When he lost the game, he smirked at Damien. "Guess that means I get to pick dinner all on my own," leaning across the board, he kissed Damien and couldn't help but be amused. "I'll see you soon," he murmured and was off just like that to find their dinner.

When he arrived in the village, he took his time finding a suitable donor for the night and approached the young lady with all intentions of compelling her to come with him. What he didn't expect was that the moment he laid a hand on the girl his mind went completely blank. He ended up coming home with the girl instead, helping her with whatever she needed help with.

He did smile once he one and kissed the man back. He watched him leave and leaned back against the chair and started reading a book. It seem like over an hour went by and he wondered where Marcus was. He wouldn't expect it to take the man long to come back with a human. Somethig didnt feel right about this and he stood up, not even bothering to hear up a horse and followed Marcus scent. He came to a village and looked around, the man was here and was still here but he didnt see him.

His bright blue eyes looked around and used his telepathy to see if he could pinpoint Marcus. It somewhat scared him that the mans mind was blank, but heard a females voice and her thoughts confirme that Marcus was with her. He growled at this and stormed to the home and kicked open the door. He looked around the living room, fangs out and reay to attack the woman who had his maker.