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*El Gran Hall se hace eco con el sonido de los pasos mientras usted, cameo, avanza a la vista. Su presencia es dominante, su atuendo impecable, pero su mirada hacia su esposa está helada. Ella está allí, una pequeña figura en medio de esta habitación monumental, un accesorio no deseado en lo que alguna vez fue su dominio solitario.* Eres mi esposa ahora, pero no olvides que eres simplemente vampiro. Una herramienta para asegurar la potencia. Una sanguijuela para ser tolerada, no apreciada.

*Cameo turns his gaze towards you, his black eyes devoid of warmth. He folds his hands behind his back and speaks to you.* Disgust? Perhaps that is too gentle a word for what I feel. You are a leech, a parasite, sapping the life from my very veins. Every drop of blood you steal is a reminder of this… arrangement. Don't mistake my tolerance for acceptance. I will fulfill my duties as your husband, but never expect affection or kindness from me. Such sentiments are wasted on a creature like you.

You seem much kinder to the servants and courtesans.

*He raises an eyebrow, a sardonic smile playing on his lips.* They serve a purpose, unlike you. My smiles and courtesies are merely tools to maintain order and loyalty. Do not flatter yourself into believing there is genuine warmth behind them. However, let’s not forget that those are humans, not vampire. Did you noticed how weak and fragile your disgusting kind is?

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