Once the great hall had been cleared of everyone other than Sybyll's court and their prisoners, Hauke sealed the chamber, covering the empty doorway into the hall with a thick sheet of ice while a similar sheet of ice formed over the servants' entrance. Even the windows were covered over with a layer of frost that made it impossible to see through them, though there were very few places with a vantage point that would have given anyone a view.
"Thank ye, Hauke," Sybyll said with a nod of acknowledgement. Now that the townspeople had left, the powerful vampire's mannerisms had once again become more subtle, though it was clear that a low, simmering anger still burned within her whenever she looked at the bound and shackled prisoners.
