Phoenix chuckled as she ran off, shaking his head. He envied her for her youthful energy (although he was very young himself, especially for a vampire). She was a brave little trooper, and she was bigger then her body; the King had even noted her resilience, saying that she would make a good wife for some lucky man. If she wasn't so much younger then him, it may have been a possibility.

He was sitting in his study, looking at the maps, when she came back in. She was carrying three Spirits- spies from the other side. "My brilliant little night flower," he said affectionately, patting her hair. "You have a gift for me, huh?"