"You did this?" Xigger asked the voice in his head.
The voice replied without guilt, "I might have said that she can take something of yours, whatever it is."
Xigger scowled and produced his own blood Writ. He shook the blood writ at Malekit and said, "You have to choose something else. This writ says that the demon god doesn't have any power over my loved ones. Your Writ will not be enforced by the demon god if you choose my son."
Malekit sighed. "I am appalled that such crass language is coming from you. I would prefer it if you would call our common ancestor the Supreme of Carnage."
Xigger said to his face, "I don't care about what you prefer. I say and do what I want. Now scram before I actually turn you inside out."
Malekit's face hardened. He doesn't like Xigger normally. Xigger is from a lowly race that is beneath wood elves so he has disdain for Xigger. Then there's the jealousy that he has for Xigger being an ancestral vampire. It is an insult to him that a mutt got to become an ancestral vampire. He is afraid of Xigger despite his hatred but Xigger has taken things too far right now.
So he said, "It is not about what I want. It is about what my Mistress wants. Surely you will honor her wishes. I am here on her behalf after all."
Xigger didn't realize the trap he was falling into even until now. He still shouted at Malekit, "I don't care about any of that. He is my son and you can't take him no matter what."
Malekit grinned immediately. His grin spread wide. The situation has escalated from a simple matter of compensation that can be resolved over some snacks and diplomatic talk. Malekit has successfully brought it into the domain of honor and Xigger took the bait by slighting the honor of an ancestral vampire.
Malekit already made the request so he can't take it back anymore or the honor of his ancestor will be damaged further. His ancestor doesn't need to fear a young ancestral vampire so he should not take any step back in this conflict. The blood writs are not needed anymore. Strength is about to come into play.
He said to Xigger, "I am sorry that you feel that way. My Mistress went through a lot to ensure your protection. Is it too much for her to ask for your son? You refused to give her what is due to her. You even went so far as to disregard her honor. That is an offense that I cannot take lightly."
Xigger simmered down immediately when he heard the accusation. He has learned enough about the prim and proper society of vampires in the past few years to know that he is treading on fragile ice.
He tried to diffuse the situation. "I didn't disregard her honor. I only said that she can have something else."
But Malekit wasn't having any of it. He is like a dog with a bone. He isn't going to let it go until he has had his fill of fun with it.
He addressed the vampires he came with, "You all heard what he said. We came all the way here for him but he is too selfish to give us what we asked for. He even disregarded the honor of our ancestor. I am sure that you remember that I argued against coming here to save this selfish and ungrateful count when our ancestor asked me during court to travel after him."
They remember such an event clearly. Malekite was very vocal about opposing the rescue. He would have spoken about it even if he wasn't the one that the Primogenitor is sending on the mission. But he was extra motivated to act against Xigger since he was the one chosen to go to the frozen and barren north.
Malekite continued maliciously, "It is my shame that I was right but I cannot let our ancestor be shamed too. That's why we will take that white beautiful Warrog or die trying."
The vampires said nothing. They have been immobile like statues ever since this conversation started. They remain immobile now even after hearing that declaration. But their eyes glowed a red light. It is all Xigger needs to know that they are all in agreement with Malekit. The honor of their ancestor has been called into question so they have to defend it. Xigger realized that he was in deep trouble too late.
Malekit taunted him. "What will you do now o mighty ancestral vampire?" Then he licked his lips and said, "We will have him one way or the other and we will make sure to enjoy him very well. Don't worry. It won't be painful for him for too long. He will grow to like it after some time. You will be surprised by how adaptable living things are."
Xigger's red face would have paled if he had blood to lose in the blood vessels of his face. He is strong but he is alone and there are hundreds of them. They can overwhelm him with numbers. He won't be able to defend himself and also defend Ragnarok. That means that they will get Ragnarok from him.
He is of the opinion that every vampire is a pervert. It is because they don't have any distinction between the sexes when it comes to sexual activities. He finds it abhorrent as a Warrog but the Vampires of the Pulchritudo take it too far. They use animals, plant parts, and nonliving things in their sexual activities as long as they are beautiful and pleasurable.
He has seen what they love doing in their past times. The memory of thousands of vampires writhing and gyrating in an orgy of the flesh will never leave his mind.
It is horrible for him to think of what they will do to Ragnarok if they get their hands on him. Ragnarok will not be able to refuse the orders of whoever turns him into a fledgling. His poor son with a great future will become damaged beyond recognition.