The blood continues to flow hot to the surface. Though the air wicks away heat, Mayerling's embarrassment generates more than that cooling system can keep up with. "Thank you," Mayerling says. He pauses. "As I admitted before, I have been accused of taking everything seriously. It is born of millennia alone, wherein most of my interactions have been with people whose decision to attempt to kill me may hinge upon the very words I choose. A habit so long born is not readily shed, even among someone I trust with my life."
He lets her take the lead, having no need to prove some manly dominance or any vampire superiority. Sharon knows her way around the house and wants to show him to his own coffin? Honestly, Mayerling finds it delightful. He nods and moves silently after her, practically sliding up the steps like his cape behind him.
"My romance with another vampire was tumultuous at best, not in the healthy way portrayed in the better romance novels, not even in the unhealthy ways portrayed in the worse romance novels. Though he claimed to share... if not my exact values, the same outcome of them, toward humans, (he said that feeding on them created a dependency upon humans, a weakness that could be exploited), in he end, he could not resist the bloodlust, could not stand by his own values, and thought that he could introduce a human into our lives and our relationship, someone who would be nothing more than a source of blood," Mayerling explains.
He stops explaining to catch his emotions, to calm himself, because to grow to angry about this matter thousands of years in the past, would only make his bloodlust stronger. Mayerling clenches his jaw shut.
"He thought if he kept the person around long enough, I wouldn't be able to resist. We would have our new relationship dynamic, and everything would be fine," Mayerling continues, haughtily calm, "that did not work out for him."
He hangs his head as they reach the room with both coffins. "In my youth and my ignorance, I did not realize he would take it out on the human village where the young man came from. When I learned what he did, when I learned that he was on his way to the next village, that his heartbreak and anger knew no bounds," Mayerling himself sounds sad and heartbroken, "I fought him, and I killed him. It was the only way to stop the murder and carnage. After that, I never courted a vampire again. I decided I would only court humans."
Mayerling leaves that be for the moment. If Sharon needs to ask, he will explain how difficult it is to find a human who doesn't either try to kill a vampire or flee from one. From there, to actually like the rare person you meet from the very small pool of potential partners... Well, it's not something that happens frequently. He lifts the lid of his coffin to reveal a large, well padded space within.
"I am... large and heavy, so I recommend I climb in first," he says.
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He lets her take the lead, having no need to prove some manly dominance or any vampire superiority. Sharon knows her way around the house and wants to show him to his own coffin? Honestly, Mayerling finds it delightful. He nods and moves silently after her, practically sliding up the steps like his cape behind him.
"My romance with another vampire was tumultuous at best, not in the healthy way portrayed in the better romance novels, not even in the unhealthy ways portrayed in the worse romance novels. Though he claimed to share... if not my exact values, the same outcome of them, toward humans, (he said that feeding on them created a dependency upon humans, a weakness that could be exploited), in he end, he could not resist the bloodlust, could not stand by his own values, and thought that he could introduce a human into our lives and our relationship, someone who would be nothing more than a source of blood," Mayerling explains.
He stops explaining to catch his emotions, to calm himself, because to grow to angry about this matter thousands of years in the past, would only make his bloodlust stronger. Mayerling clenches his jaw shut.
"He thought if he kept the person around long enough, I wouldn't be able to resist. We would have our new relationship dynamic, and everything would be fine," Mayerling continues, haughtily calm, "that did not work out for him."
He hangs his head as they reach the room with both coffins. "In my youth and my ignorance, I did not realize he would take it out on the human village where the young man came from. When I learned what he did, when I learned that he was on his way to the next village, that his heartbreak and anger knew no bounds," Mayerling himself sounds sad and heartbroken, "I fought him, and I killed him. It was the only way to stop the murder and carnage. After that, I never courted a vampire again. I decided I would only court humans."
Mayerling leaves that be for the moment. If Sharon needs to ask, he will explain how difficult it is to find a human who doesn't either try to kill a vampire or flee from one. From there, to actually like the rare person you meet from the very small pool of potential partners... Well, it's not something that happens frequently. He lifts the lid of his coffin to reveal a large, well padded space within.
"I am... large and heavy, so I recommend I climb in first," he says.