Jasmine watched her creator pacing back and forth in the empty ballroom. The old vampire was part of the council that ruled all vampires of their kind. A lot weighted on his mind this evening. Many vampires had been attacked recently, and they feared that someone or something was preparing to storm the mountain. That would be foolish though, no one could take out their guards, not without an army at least. The problem was that they didn't know who or what their enemy was. They had been able to keep completely hidden, and been able to kill everyone they had attacked so far. Were they vampires? Some other being? Human? Humans hadn't been a threat to them for a very long time, he was certain that they wouldn't become too much of an obstacle even in the future. "Father, you shouldn't trouble yourself with these thoughts." Jasmine told him. She had lived with him long enough to know what he was thinking without him saying a word. He was like an open book to her. "I know" He mumbled, too silently for human ears but loud enough for them. "It's just that..." "Nothing. You should rest, you and the others will be able to find a solution to this misfortune together." She interrupted him. "There is no reason for you to think about it on your own." She put a comforting hand on his shoulder, as she had done many times since she had been turned. She had never blamed her creator for turning her into a vampire. Mostly since she didn't remember her life as a human. She knew very well that her maker had erased her memories of her past life, and she knew that he could give them back to her. But she was certain that he had done it for her own good, and she could never ask him to let her have her memories back. She just silently waited for the day he might give them back to her. He gave her a small smile of comfort to her but she knew he just waited for her to let go of his arm so he could continue to pace back and forth again. He always became restless when something was troubling him. Just was about to open her mouth to speak to him again when they heard the doors opening behind them. "Excuse me sir, but there's visitors coming to see the council. The others are already waiting." The young vampire said, he seemed a bit nervous but new guards usually were so it wasn't a surprise. The old vampire gave a nod and made a gesture for him to leave. "That's good timing, at least now you will be forced to take it off of your mind for a little while." Jasmine smiled at him and let go of his shoulder. They had a tradition in the council that the five elders was supposed to welcome all visitors, it didn't matter if they came alone or if it was a big group. The only exception was during war times. Alicar sighed, but forced himself to smile a bit. He didn't see this as the time to think about guests, but his brothers wouldn't be too happy with him if he decided not to go. They walked towards the main hall where they met up with the other four elders, and took their places while waiting for the guest. Jasmine stood a bit behind them to their left. From the moment the guard opened the doors to let their visitor or visitors in, she would no longer have a right to speak if she wasn't told to by either the council or any of the visitors.