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Torvil smirked when he saw her, and slipping behind Morgana he wrapped his arms around her waist and kissed her ear. "Gotcha!" He chuckled, nuzzling her hair a bit as he squeezed her closer to his body. He was enjoying the time off from the terror that was Lillitha, and he was trying very hard to be good in the crowd of people.

Whisper smiled and marked the book again, closing it and placing it back on the side table before moving over to Lillitha and kneeling down. "Alright, let's get you looking like a lady shall we?" It didn't take her long to change Lillitha, after all, she was a professional at this by now. When she was done she patted the girl on the head. "There, now you look like a respectable lady,"

Torvil nodded his head. "I think staying here would be a good thing for us... But if you'd like to get an apartment..." He leaned down and kissed her gently, holding her close to him with his arms. He moved a hand up to entwine into her hair as he stood there kissing her. When he finally broke away he smiled. "We can have Whisper watch the kids for a day or two when we go... but let's enjoy our time off first..."

Whisper sat down again and picked up the book, but before she opened it she looked down at Lillitha and tilted her head. "And what do respectable ladies say to get what they want?" Whisper hid a smirk. She was not going to let this child into her lap until she at least pantomimed the word please.

Torvil chuckled and kissed her softly. "Is that such a bad thing love?" He said, moving in to kiss her softly. "The life here isn't so bad... But we don't have to stay here all the time... In fact it's probably best we don't..." Picking her up he turned and headed back towards home. "Besides, we've got time to figure this out."

Whisper chuckled and leaned forwards. "Like this," She said, before giving her a good case of the puppy dog eyes.

Torvil chuckled and kissed her softly, moving quickly up the ramp back towards their room. "I don't think so," He said finally once they were a good halfway up the ramp. "I don't think you're going to find what you need there, and besides, we can always go back later..." He knew they probably wouldn't, and he was pretty sure there really hadn't been much more to look at, not that they could afford it right then anyway, at least not with Cliff curacy (like there is any). He smiled down at her as they walked, each step closer to their room making him want her more and more.

Whisper smiled, she'd long since grown immune to the puppy stare - having an extremely cute lover will do that to you (as well as said offspring from said affair) - but she let the girl up anyway, it was a sign of contrition and she accepted it. Picking up the book again she opened it and ran her fingers along the runes that graced the yellow pages. "Now this book here, is well... It's not a very nice book, it's an old necromantic tome I managed to salvage from the fall of the Drow city beneath the Cliffs, it's made from Drow skin actually, see?" She allowed Lillitha to feel the cover of the book. "Really all it is is a warning about Necromancy and how to avoid some of it's more... visible signs of use. Which I have been trying very hard to avoid, don't want to lose my girlish figure, might make my husband mad," She chuckled and shook her head. "Anyway Lillitha," she said, closing the book again. "There isn't much in it that you should be looking at, yet anyway," She could sense a darkness from this child, she knew somewhat of her origin but not enough to say. "Would you like to hear a story?"

Torvil growled softly as she bit his neck, making him walk faster, almost running up the ramp as they entered the warren of caverns and tunnels... It was so tempting just to drop her here, in the dark, and just have her... But no... He wanted it to be just right, and he knew just how he was going to do it...

Whisper smiled and keeping the book shut she chuckled closing her eyes.

"Once, a very, very long time ago, there was a Princess named Mizel. Now when Mizel was a young girl, her mother, the queen, always told her what to do, and how to act. Mizel didn't like this, not one bit, and did everything in her power to not do what her mother said. Then one day, when Mizel was busy climbing a tree in the palace courtyard - a very unladylike thing to do - her mother bellowing at the top of her lungs to come down, she grabbed a branch, and it snapped! She tumble and fell, and surely would have been smashed to her death on the ground if not at that very moment a noble Knight came galloping in from practice and snatched her as she fell! Mizel was thankful for her life, and her mother the Queen was even more thankful, and the Knight was awarded many riches and a place in the royal court. Then one day, when Mizel was a young woman, the Knight, now a gentleman, asked for her hand in marriage. Now Mizel was unsure she wanted to wed this man, yes, he'd saved her life... But she'd grown up with him, and while she knew him to be a good man, there was another man she loved... the palace gardener, his flowers made her smile, and he was around her age..." Whisper opened an eye and looked down at Lillitha, "So what do you think Mizel did?"

Torvil growled deeply as they broke the threshold of their cave. His hand came up and he pulled the curtain shut in one swift motion, not stopping his movement until they were in the bedroom. Torvil placed Morgana down atop the furs and pinned her...

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Whisper smiled and looked back down at Lillitha. "Mizel... Ran away. Leaving a challenge for the two men. She said to them, 'The man that really loves me will find me,' and with that she ran away. Now the two men searched high and low for her, both agreeing that neither would rest until their love was found. However, one day, the Knight got distracted by a new young woman he met in a village as they traveled and grew smitten, and wed her instead. But the gardener continued on. He searched for Mizel for a year and a day, finally finding her in the care of a nunnery many miles away from the castle. It was there, the two were wed, and they returned to the castle a happy couple... Do you know the moral of this story Lilli?"

Whisper chuckled and patted the child's head. "The moral is that true love conquers all, but I see that you're not into that yet," Torvil was right, this child was a terror. Shaking her head she looked down at the book that Lillitha had become so engrossed in. She looked up at the Cabbage and frowned, it seemed to have enjoyed her last story, but she decided she would rather not scar the poor thing. "Luntia why don't you take our potted friend into the kitchen and read her some of my nicer books?"

Luntia nodded and picking up the cabbage she took it to the kitchen.

Whisper turned back to Lillitha and slowly opened the book.

"So it came to pass on the fifth day of the third month of the two hundred and fifty third year of my incarceration in this damnable pit, that I have finally made a breakthrough. Simply, the Vampires that threw me here know nothing of their origins, save that they are the children of one called Cain. I have theories as to the origin of said name, dating some many millennium ago, but it is all for naught if this book never sees the hands of another of my brothers. The Vampires, blood-sucking b*****d leaches that they are, are wonders at the magic of Necromancy, and far more dangerous foes than we give them credit..."