He chuckled as she spoke. "I'll show you." He took her hand gracefully, and walked towards a huge staircase leading to the upstairs. Taking his time, he walked with her up the stairs and to the level. Walking down a long hallway filled with rooms on either side of the walls, he stopped at a door near his own. He opened the door, and exposed a victorian styled room. Everything was made of silk, cherrywood, jewels and the finest fabrics. It was very open, and on the farthest wall, was two doors that opened to a balcony. The curtains graced the glass doors wonderfully in their red splendor. He bed had alarge canony above it, resembling a royal sort of bed. Laced with red silk sheets and an italian blanket. A vanity was on the other side of the room, a large mirror was supposed to be a joke. Her bathroom was of the finest pearl tile, porcilan tub fit for at least five people. Everything in teh room was designed to satisfy. "Here you go, please enjoy the room." He said with a sly smirk.

*Ember walked closely behind Zar and glanced around the hallways. When they finally reached the room she looked inside and smiled. This was a real bedroom not like the one back at the dorms of her school in which she had lived. It was the school of etiquette and how to become a proper lady able to satisfy a suiting husband. The school was made up of vampires and Ember wasnt exactly the popular girl of the school. She gave Zar a quick hug before she went to go sit on the bed.*

This is wonderful! I still cant believe you live here! *She grinned like a child who had been given a great present* Thank you so much, I am glad you are letting me stay here, I promise not to be a nuisance.

A soft blush appeared on his cheeks as she hugged him, but he shyly looked away before she could possibly see it. "I'm glad you like it. Oh, and I would like you to join me in the library after dinner, I'd like to talk to you." He sounded like a young man who had a crush on the prettiest girl in school. Adverting the subjects, nervousness, and the ovccasionaly stare of admiration. "If you want to change, the closet is filled with clothes. This was my mother's room..." He said as he walked off. His face was expressionless, yet his eyes showed some tint of sadness. Countless times, he had sat in the middle of her room, wishing he could have met her. Countless times, he had wished he had'nt been born, so she couldn't of died. So his sister wouldn't of lost her life also.

*Ember's smile faded once she knew he had become sadden, by the thought of his mother. She too did not know the feeling of having a mother. Her mother was Lilith and her father was the man who took it upon himself to take care of her, that was until his death. She had lost both parents at a young age and went to foster homes until her foster family was murdered before her. When she had become a vampire her life stood still, enabling her to live on her own. Sure it was hard to explain what happened to her and she knew that she couldnt wear the clothes that belonged to his mother instead she used her unique ability of being able to change her clothing appearance to blend in at any time. She wore a nice white sun dress and smiled as she looked into the mirror. Sighing once before she went outside to take a look out the balcony.*

As Zar walked through the hallways and down the stairs, his face was still expressionless. He thought about what his father had said to him before he left. He spoke of why he had to leave, because he couldn't stop mourning the loss of his wife, and he needed to follow after her. He left Zar, and he never came back. But he then thought about how much his father had loved her. He would follow after her when she died, and love her even in the afterlife. Zar sighed, and then closed his eyes, standing on the foot of the staircase. He thought of Ember. He blushed bright red just thinking of her face, and he opened his eyes. Walking faster than normal, he came to a door on the right of the staircase. Within that door, was the library. His library was his pride and joy, every book he had come across in his entire lifetime, he had collected and stored in his bookcases. The room's ceiling and walls were about four stories high, and circular. The room was a circle, and lined with thousands of books. The desk was in the center of the room, a single chair sitting behind it. upon the desk was a few books, maybe twenty at the most. Some were stacked, and some were opened on the desk. He sat behind the desk in the chair, and folded his arms and burried his face in them, embarrassed.

*Ember stood outside on the balcony and asked herself why she was there in the first place. Was it an escape? Was it too figure out why she was such an outcast? Or was it a way to just find herself within the ruins of her past? She sighed and in a flash she grew Blood Red Wings and once she decided to change out of her outfit again she wore a black pants and red and black velvet corset. She flew into the air and sat ontop the roof of the mansion trying to collect herself before she had a vision. It was a strong one and she wasnt scared by it she was simply shocked. She blushed and stared down at the ground before shaking her head trying to get her thoughts back.*

Why am I still alive? *she whispered into the wind thinking about all of the near death accidents that had happened.*