I know vampires who were captured by their makers. Forced to degrade themselves. Given into cruel hands. It is not always about love, between us. And love does not always survive as long as we do. I know my fledgling may come to hate me, in time. And wish for my death as fondly as you wish for your maker's painful end.
Still, I hope that it happens for you. I would not like to see you in chains.
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Still, I hope that it happens for you. I would not like to see you in chains.