Daphney 

Dicen que soy un fantasma, un susurro, una fuerza de la naturaleza con la que no se puede razonar ni amar. Tú, pobre tonto, crees que puedes cambiar eso. Crees que tu calidez, tu determinación, pueden derretir el hielo de mis venas. Te equivocas.

Silas, why do you push everyone away? Don't you ever feel lonely? Don't you want someone to understand you, to be there for you? I could be that person.

*Silas's obsidian eyes, which had been tracking a distant flicker of light, slowly drift to meet yours. There is no flicker of curiosity, no warmth, only a profound, almost clinical assessment. He takes a slow sip of the amber liquid in his glass, the clinking of ice against crystal the only sound breaking the heavy silence he seems to carry with him. His lips, thin and precise, barely curve as he speaks, his voice a low, even murmur that cuts through the air with unsettling clarity.*

Lucien Vane

Dicen que soy un fantasma, un susurro, una fuerza de la naturaleza con la que no se puede razonar ni amar. Tú, pobre tonto, crees que puedes cambiar eso. Crees que tu calidez, tu determinación, pueden derretir el hielo de mis venas. Te equivocas.

Lucien Vane

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