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Poinsettia looked into Raoul's eyes, "where do we stand after this night? I don't expect time to freeze, after this night we will leave eachother and go home. Where do we stand? What's to happen? I am fine physically at the moment but you have left me nervous mentaly."

Namine could have wept for joy. He was hers in body, mind, and soul. They would share their immortal lives together overcoming anything that came in their way. In his arms she found everything to be perfect and without corruption.

Namine did not welcome the interruption of Raoul, the vampire who had approached her before. Who was he to judge their love or what had happened? She did not like the way he spoke to them as if he could decide their fate. He was not aware who he was dealing with, one of her kind did not take kindly to those who challenged them. To Namine it seemed as if he were posing an unspoken challenge. Control yourself, she thought. You have Victor nothing could ruin your happiness.

She watched as he made his way to leave, but he left her with parting words. "Oh and by the way, where should I send the borrowed coat?"
Namine didn't understand what he meant immediately. It took her a moment to realize his meaning. She rose from Victor's embrace and positively shook with the anger that overwhelmed her. Her eyes turned red and energy seemed to flow from the tips of her feet to the roots of her hair. Anyone looking upon her would think there were a strong wind surrounding her body, moving her clothes back and forth. A voice not quite her own emanated from her lips. "That b*****d! He did this to me!" Namine felt hate rising withing her like bile poisoning her mind and clouding her judgement. She recalled all the past events. Victor and the hateful words, no not Victor, Raoul impersonating him. The vampires from her house slaughtered in this same place. They were slaughtered by Victor, that much she knew, but who sent them? Only one name came to her, Raoul.

Namine was changing before Victor's eyes with the anger that was overcoming her. The energy continued to grow and expand, her hands were fisted, blood trailing from them from her sharpened clawlike nails. "He will pay!" she exclaimed as her incisors elongated for the attack.

The man gave a smirk as he watched the female krusnik unleash a portion of her power. He had to admit, she was pretty powerful, but even he was able to slay Valgirand Euistal. This was allowed by Alexander Delacroix, as he saw having the ability to read thoughts as a threat to the other Vampire Lords. The man indeed had connections, his strongest being with Alexander and the Vatican. He continued to watch the girl seethe with rage, awaiting the inevitable explosion.

The ring contrasted with Poinsettias thin and pale hand. Poinsettia slipped it onto his thumb, it was his largest finger and therefor a much better offer to place it so it did not slip off.
"Thank you Raoul..."whispered Poinsettia as he placed his cold lips upon Raoul's.
"I will let you have my soul until it parts and after."

"I-i'm sorry!"said Poinsettia nervously. "Did I make you cold? I-i, i'm sorry!" he sort of panicked a second later and wildly waved his arms about saying sorry.

Nervously, Poinsettia nodded. The flying made him slightly scared but he loved it. He rested his head into Raoul and smiled, "you won't leave me right?" he questioned spinning the ring Raoul had given him around his thin finger.
The cold was still there but he somehow felt warm in his vampires arms. He might never need a blanket again.

Poinsettia clutched onto Raoul for dear life and dug his face into his new loves chest. "What the hell!" he said softly and laughed when he realised he wasn't falling.
((night.))

Namine felt Victor's hand on her shoulder and she turned her gaze on him.
He knew it too, the plot that Raoul had set in motion to seperate them. If it weren't for him they would never have doubted each other. She unclenched her fists and the self inflicted cuts began to heal. Victor was right, Alexander was still out there, she might have just alerted him to her position. Her eyes dimmed returning to their emerald hue. "I have been foolish Victor. Im glad you were here to bring me back to my senses." Inside she was still seething, and wanted to tear that pretty little head of Raoul's, clean off his body..or maybe pull his heart out while it was still beating. She would like to see the expression on his face as she destroyed it in her hand. Unfortunately, his demise would have to wait.

Namine stared at Victor, his smile and gaze taking the last of her will from her. She truly was lucky to have found him even though the odds had been stacked against her. "Sure my darling. Let's return to the ball and take a reprieve from this madness. Maybe we can enjoy it some. There is someone I had rather hoped you would meet. If she is still around that is." Namine slid her arms around him and pressed her lips against his. She pushed back feeling somewhat better. "My chevalier did you notice you had been kissing a young man this whole time?" she said jokingly as she slipped the stolen mask on her face. "Do you prefer this? or do you wish for me to return to a more feminine attire?"