"Very well. Afterwards, you and I can have a little chat in the cathedral."

"Of course." Fuck.

She leads the way to her old rooms. On the way, she notes that the passages that would lead to her mother's tower have been collapsed. There's a thick layer of dust coating her possessions. Have to have that cleaned up a bit. Ena can go on one of the spare beds. Fortunately they were covered.

Then over to the cathedral.

Harkon is waiting for her, back in his more human-resembling form. "I trust our guest is settled in well?" he asks.

"Still unconscious. I told the servants to get the place cleaned up."

"Good. You will offer her training when she wakes. Now, where have you been all these years, daughter mine?"

Deep breath. Give the story as planned.

"Caught in a trap. That Snow Elf clan, the Keborel, ambushed Mother and I. We were separated. They locked me in a warded coffin and buried me. I've been... asleep."

"Where were you going before that?"

"Recovering this." She taps the Scroll. "As you requested."

"And your dear mother?"

"Haven't seen her."

"What was she planning?"

"What do you mean?"

"What were her plans the last time you saw her?"

"Simply to get back here, so far as I was aware."

"And then why didn't she return?"

"Perhaps she was taken by the elves also."

Snort. "Your mother is far too crafty to have been so easily taken."

Shrug. "I do not know."

"There seems to be a lot you conveniently don't know."

"Comes of being asleep for thousands of years."

Before he can respond, there's a soft knock on the door. "What is it?" he snaps, turning to the exit.

One of the more lowly vampires comes in quietly, and says, "My lord, our new guest has awoken."

Harkon frowns, then turns back to Elana. "Well, daughter mine, it seems our talk must end for now. Go, and see to our newest member."

"Yes, Father."

Back to see Ena.

Who flips from groggy to wide awake and alert when Elana enters, hand hovering near a dagger on her waist. 

"Relax. The transformation will have heightened your senses. Give yourself time to grow used to them."

"This is more than a little freaky," she says, taking a deep breath, "Though this will definitely be useful at night."