Ophira sat upon a dark throne like seat in the front of a banquet table within a large open room. Her light blue eyes scanning the other Vampires seated around her. Each of them were a part of her Vampire Council and had specific jobs to do. She spoke with them in their language, listening to each one of them talk in turn. They spoke to her of laws and rules, other Vampires, and current events happening within their cities, as they did every few days when having this meeting. She shifted in her seat slightly, uncrossing and recrossing her right leg over her left knee, hands folded on the table top with her fingers twined together. Her attention was caught by a young Vampire messenger approaching the open arched doorway, stopping in order to be allowed entrance. Ophira nodded at him and he shifted forwards towards her and stood next to her at the head of the table. She turned her head, the rest of her body remaining completely still. Her eyes looked at his face and she figured he must be only about 50 years old. He was young, and she wondered why he would want to be a messenger for her in the first place. She often didn't ask about things like that, she just knew the jobs needed to be filled and had someone help her fill them. "Excuse me, my Queen. I have news of the races elsewhere in the land. There is a New Moon tonight, and the Lycans are growing stronger, quicker than we thought. They ought to be equal to us by now, but luckily they won't transform tonight. I hope no one else is injured this evening. As for the Humans, they are simple enough to keep tabs on. Not much happening there though there have been more sightings of Rogues lately... Which comes to my last bit... Uhm... Well... There was a Rogue caught changing a Human earlier this Evening..." "And?" Ophira spoke up after the boy had stopped speaking, waiting for him to continue. "And the Rogue left the human to die. The servicers followed and caught him, taking him into custody and brought him here to be tried. Though, they have many witnesses and I think it is safe to say you could proceed with the punishment without hesitation, my Lady." "Thank you, Stephaahn. Please keep me informed. You may be excused" she said, her voice seductive and alluring. She didn't purposefully speak this way, it just happened and she didn't mind; it helped her when she needed to have things accomplished. She watched as the boy bowed his head and turned to take his leave, doing so in complete silence. Ophira turned her attention back to the council of Vampires before her, and excused them as well. Watching them all leave in turn. Once they were all dispersed, she stood and walked over to the wall of windows. She stared outside into the darkness for some time, the castle lights gleaming through the many windows of each floor onto the cliffs below, the spouts of water pouring loudly around the rocks. If she could breathe, she would have sighed. Instead, her shoulders simply slouched a little bit, and she turned to head to the execution chamber. When she arrived, the Rogue had already been positioned with his head set carefully between the rest, and the blade of the guillotine. Two large male Vampires stood near the release mechanism, and the Rogue eyed her viciously. She felt angry. She was taught to be generous and good and understanding, but when it came to her kind killing Humans for no reason, she despised it. "You know why you are here. Do not speak to me; your words will not change my mind nor the fact of the matter. There are Laws for a reason. And each action has a consequence," she spoke firmly; unforgiving. Ophira nodded towards the Vampires across from her, and they let the mechanism go. Her eyes then flickered to the Rogues', and he looked panicked for a slight moment, though that only lasted mere seconds before the blade came down and decapitated him, his body becoming limp and motionless against the ground. It only took a minute or so before the body, along with the head, disintegrated into ash and dust. She looked up at the clock place upon the wall above the chamber door, noting it was now 1:45 AM. She would look into this Rogue's life later, but Ophira had no use for people like that, and planned to do everything to keep her race, and the Humans, mostly peaceful in their existences together.