Chapter 8

Paul got upstairs only to meet the room half in disarray his mom apparently had somewhere to go and was testing out dresses. "Madame Saint what occasion has you so frantic in this manner this is indeed a rare sight to see". Paul said. His mom had never been the outgoing type she had a remarkable fashion sense but preferred to dress comfortably. "Well, your daddy is going to be home anytime soon to take us out to dinner so I'm trying to blow his minds". She replied with a smug determined look. *That is far fetched Mrs Saint what am I missing". Paul said believing there is more to all this his mom wouldn't have her dressing room looking like a bird's nest just to have a family dinner. "Tell you what, I was at your dad's office today and Elissa the secretary had someone else fill in for her. The girl was a newbie and didn't know who I was, she refused me entry into your dad's office saying I'm a fibber and that I look more like a undercover hungry reporter or paparazzi looking for a news scoop than his wife. She thought I was lying because of my casual dressing. You should have seen the scene I am almost had your father beheaded". "Why my dad though he wasn't the one who mistook you for a undercover hungry reporter". "So you had to use those exact words too ". She said rolling her eyes "Well she is his worker he should show my picture to every staff immediately their hired ". "Mom why don't we hang your wedding pictures in the lobby then everybody would see it even visitors" Paul said and they both doubled up in laughter really it was l too funny his mother could really overreact at times. "Well I'm glad you didn't behead dad and he can now take us for dinner". "You're welcome". "Wait up mademoiselle I still don't see why you're dressing up dad is coming home to pick us the secretary wouldn't be seeing you so what's the use?" "Well trust me to never disappoint your imaginations but your dad would be picking us up, and then we'll go over to his office to flaunt my fashion sense, then lastly go over to rosebuds for dinner". "What! This is the height alright Rosebud's is all the way over at Houston park which is fifteen minutes from home and an hour plus from dad's office, are you really making all this happen just to flaunt your looks". Paul had seen his mom go extra miles just for little things but this was more and beyond. "Go change Paul, if you look good I'll flaunt you too ". "I'm sure I have zero interest in being flaunted, I'll go change now". Piiiii piiiii came the sound of the horn, Mr Saint was already home to pick up his family. Earlier his wife had a little accident in his office she had such a kick out of it that he resorted to proposing a dinner out amidst his tight schedule just to ease her anger. Most people around him are aware that one thing that could trigger Saint anytime any day is his wife , he doesn't joke with her. He was about stepping down from the car when his phone rang and he reached out to check if the caller could wait, he was anxious to see his wife. The caller was his right hand man, he had to take the call so he decided to sit in the car a little while. "Saint on the line". "Mr Saint the council has called a meeting" . ."Called or ordered if they called then just drop an excuse". "It's ordered sir'. "What's the occasion". "The night throne". "Fine I'll be there". Mr Saint hangs up the call. Something must be brewing, what are this damned elders up to now? Well he'd pick up his family for dinner first. The meetings don't happen till the moon is ruling. The council is a group of elders in the vampire world the make the rules guiding the vampire world and keep the vampires in check preventing anything that might expose the identity of the vampires. People who break the rules are punished according to the magnitude of their offence. The council is divided into three parts the elders being the highest followed by the successors. The post of the elders is an hereditary position that is handed down to offspring. The last set of people are the agents, this set of people are usually undercover they work as spies for the elders they monitor the affairs of all vampires. What could the council want to deliberate on this time Mr Saint thought rubbing his forehead his apprehension beginning to show on his face , could it be the Royal blood or I the time for ascension close already I guess the children are coming of age already and the council wants to catch them young. This might turn out to be quite some turbulent time, they've raised the kids all this while with little to no knowledge on the night affairs of the vampires it would be quite difficult to begin to explain things to them, it had not been easy for him either when his parents had taken him to the council and began to explain things to him " Can Paul take up this responsibility". Mr Saint pondered. " Darling you've been sitting there for close to five years now and I'll be a granny before you get around to taking me out on that dinner". Mrs Saint said taunting her husband, she had seen the worried look on his face and was quite worried but decided against asking right away. Unaware that his wife had been watching him for quite a while before calling his attention Mr Saint tried his best to mask the anxiety ok his face and came out of the car giving his wife a sweet smile. THE VEIL ON THE DARK