My beloved is being sentenced to thirty days in the dungeon. I begged for her not to interrupt and anger the members of The Council. She is by far the most stubborn woman that I have ever known in both my mortal and immortal life. She does not fully grasp the severity of her situation, the dungeon is not a prison cell which these humans use to keep the bad apples of their society. It is in fact, a very real dark hole in a castle in a secret location in Europe.

She is but only a youngling, with her constant cravings, she shall not even last a week. This is by all fairness a sentence to death. I am afraid that this is a harsh punishment to hand down and I cannot overrule it. Any signs of leniency shall not only show that I am weak, but show that I favor her over any other Vampires whom should be treated equally the same. But in saying this I shall not sit aside and watch her slowly die in that dark hole.

"If I may interrupt Genevieve."

"Yes go ahead Sebastian. Are you overruling this sentence?"

"No I shall not do so."

The entire room gasps, but they are soon hushed to silence by Genevieve. I believe they all were expecting me to overrule the sentence, but I am not yet finished with what I wish to say.

"I shall serve the sentence."

The entire room turn their eyes on me. Almost immediately, I hear Anastasia protest.

"Sebastian you cannot do this."

"Anastasia you shall not last past even a day, let alone a week. I am far older than you are and shall serve the thirty days far better than you ever would."

"Sebastian you cannot do it!"

"Anastasia I am your Master, you shall not question my decisions. I shall serve the sentence and that is the end of it."

I listen as she wants to question me once again, but Edward urges her to remain quiet. If she continues to question Genevieve's decision, I am afraid we both might find ourselves in the same dingy hole for the next thirty days.

With one final confirmation, Genevieve turns to me, "This is rather unusual Sebastian, I am not even sure if we should allow it."

"Genevieve I am the one that sets these rules, you shall take my proposal and allow me to do it."

"Then it is settled, you shall immediately be taken to the dungeon. I do hope that you have fed recently, I do not wish to be the one that sent The Master to his death."

And of course Anastasia does speak out of her turn for the so many of time this evening.

"Well maybe you should not lay down such a harsh sentence."

"Anastasia," I raise my voice to a thundering roar that echoes to every crack and crevice of the warehouse. "Remain quiet, I shall not ask you one more time to do so."

"Fine, but I do not like this the least bit."

I turn to Genevieve once again. I do see the pain in her eyes that she had to be the one that handed this sentence down.

"If I can just have a word with Anastasia in private?"

"Fair enough, I shall grant you these few minutes."

I lace my fingers in Anastasia's hand and pull her gently to raise her from her chair. We make our way into the first warehouse where the filthy smell of rotten flesh has just seem to become even more unbearable. I find the most furthest corner so that we shall not be heard by the others.

"Anastasia, I need for you to be strong here. I beg you to understand that I have to do this."

"Sebastian you can't take my sentence."

"I can and I have, all I beg of you is to respect my decision."

"Why are you doing such a reckless thing?"

"Because my love for you runs deeper than you will ever understand."

"But Sebastian..."

"Ssshhh Anastasia. I need to go, I do not wish to upset Genevieve any more than she is."

She stops for a moment, the look her eyes are unlike any I have ever seen. There is a trickle of a tear that is forming in the corner of her bright blue eyes. Before I can even protest she has pulled me hard against her supple breasts. She seeks my eyes and then softly whispers.

"I know you are still very much mad at me, but please can you give me a kiss before you go?"

"My dear Anastasia you need not even ask for I shall do it freely."

I slowly move her body backwards and push her back against the wall. With every breath and wink I move my lips closer, until I finally feel her skin touching mine. Her lips are trembling softly as she tries to whisper.

"Sebastian I think..."

"Ssshhh Anastasia."

No words are further spoken but a story worthy of them is communicated. I lean in and softly kiss up and down her neck. She lets out little whimpers of anticipation. I work my way up to her tender, smooth lips. She locks her lips into my embrace. As her soft velvety lips begin to move against me, she rips open my soul and the world falls away. My thumb caresses her cheek. She encircles my body and run her fingers down my spine.

I slide my hands down her waist and rest it at the small of her back. She moves and arches into my body, I moan at the contact and the heat of our bodies so close against each other. She scrunches my shirt in her hands and lifts it up until she finds her hand underneath it. Her hands are exploring every crevice of my sculpted chest. She moves her nails down and scrape them hard against my rippled abs.

"Anastasia..."

At first the kiss is soft and gentle, like tiny butterflies on your skin. But the more she pushes into me, the more demanding they become. I let go of her waist and pin her between my hands. The kiss grows deeper and passionate by the second. The heat between our bodies raging like a fire out of control. Unable to control myself anymore, I press thought the seams of her lips and entwine her in a deeper kiss. Then finally we pull away.

"Be strong for me Anastasia, I will be back before you know it."

...Anastasia...

I am watching how Marcus and Damien are reluctantly taking Sebastian away. It is ripping my whole being into pieces, if I only listened to him none of this would have happened. But my foolishness to always know of better has led this man to some dungeon to what could easily be his death. What shall the Vampire society do to me if anything has to happen to him?

I can see the sadness in his eyes as he turns to have one final look at me, but there is something there that I have never seen Sebastian ever had before...fear. Is this such a bad place that even the Master is terrified to go there? I am almost for certain that he has rage brewing beneath that sadness which he is failing to hide.

As we make our way back to the car, the mood is worse than somber. I cannot place is Edward is mad at me or Sebastian. Eva though still hates me just as much as she did two hours ago. I truly have made a real big mess this time around.

After what could easily be the longest and most dreadful drive of my life, we finally get home. As I see Eva disappear inside to escape the cold of the night, I pull Edward to the side.

"Edward is there any way we can get Sebastian out of this?"

"I am afraid there is nothing we can go. The ruling of The Council is final."

"There is always a first time for everything. I have to find away."

"Anastasia, Sebastian is strong, he can get through is."

I can see Edward's frustration with me grows deep within. I cannot believe that everyone can just accept this. I do not care I shall continue to pursue this. I am the reason that he finds himself in there, I have to find a way to get him out there. I understand that Sebastian do not wish for me to protest, but I am afraid I will not let this happen.

"I don't care how strong he is Edward, he does not deserve to be there."

"Just let it be, before you know the thirty days are over."

"I am sorry but I am not just going to accept it."

I most frustratingly make my leave to go to my room when I accidentally bump into Lilith. She seems to have not heard the news yet for she seems far too joyful at the moment.

"Anastasia how did it go? I do assume well as you are still with us."

"I am afraid not well at all. Sebastian has been sent to the dungeon."

I watch as horror sets in over her face. If she did not have porcelain skin, I would imagine that she has gone a fifth shades of pale.

"Oh god no Anastasia, this is a problem."

"Why? What is wrong Lilith?"

"We need to find Edward at once!"

...Sebastian...

I can remember the day I chose this place, I was far more ruthless back then. This is supposed to the ultimate punishment, apart from pulling your fangs, that a Vampire can receive. That Genevieve could have gone this far has me completely bewildered. I do not think she would have ever expected me to step in and take it upon myself.

As I step down the stairs into the dark hole that shall be my home for the next thirty days, the first thing that overpowers me is the suffocating coldness that fills the air. The walls are covered in green algae from the constant rain that comes spilling in from the outside. The floor is but only covered in mud, you shall not find a bed or even a chair to sit on. There is no living thing that makes its way through here, not even a rat. And as for smell, the only thing you shall smell is your own fear.

This is by far the worst place you shall ever find yourself in, both for a human and an immortal. I have seen many Vampires die in here from thirst. You better have had fed the day before you find yourself in here and even then you shall be lucky if you manage to live past twenty one days.

Now the question begs, am I going to survive in here?