Eventually, Cormac and Melusine did find the citadel that Jacob had directed them to. In the cloister of the broad, crumbling structure, the two Children of the Storm stared at the gong in the likeness of an ammonite shell. From the big, dark windows came no effulgence and the crushed balustrades presented barbed lineaments against the light of what ever shone down upon be it sunlight or moonlight. The barriers were crushed and the darkness was great despite the light coming down from the Surface.
Drawing his brand from its case, Cormac looked to Melusine and said to her: "Stay close."
Tightening her grip on the hilt of the knife, the Helena of the Deep uttered: "Don't worry. I will."
Thus, did the two redheads enter the citadel itself. There could have been vampires hiding anywhere in the shadows and all they had to do was be prepared for an attack.
"Come into my lair, said the eel to the octopus." A voice echoed throughout the halls. It was masculine and at the same time otherworldly.
Immediately, Cormac said: "Show yourself, monster! Identify yourself!"
"Show myself?" laughed the voice. "My, my, aren't you demanding. I will identify myself though, for I am Uikesh the Angelic One, Maternal Grandfather and Predecessor to Ronemun the Sea King."
Looking to Melusine, Cormac saw an expression of fear spread across the front of the Surface-Born Merrow-Maiden. It was the same expression that was upon Cormac's. If Uikesh was Ronemun's maternal grandfather then that meant as a Profound One he had thew comparable to Ogma's and a minor telepathic communicative ability, in addition to whatever abilities and undersea vampire had. This was going to be difficult.