My Maker did this to me... I don't understand. This never happened. You must believe me.
[ Somehow the opinion of this strange Silver Court vampire matters to him, in this moment. The room they're in is a novice's room, but nothing decorates the walls or shows any sign of personalization.
Xenk's Maker, his father... He had been strict, sure, but his punishment was always emotional, cruel yes, but never enough to kill him. Poor Xenk is so human he's practically projecting his thoughts, unable to guard them as he always does. ]
He wouldn't want to see me, regardless. Father hates weakness. Szass Tam's legacy cannot fall to the weak.
[ Xenk coughs, his voice raw from the injury. Somehow he feels like he has to reassure this man, even though he must be older than him. He must be? The room feels like it's spinning, so Xenk looks down at the puddle of blood. His blood, without a trace of gold within it. ]
One day my blood will run gold like his. One day I'll be worthy of his name.
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[ Somehow the opinion of this strange Silver Court vampire matters to him, in this moment. The room they're in is a novice's room, but nothing decorates the walls or shows any sign of personalization.
Xenk's Maker, his father... He had been strict, sure, but his punishment was always emotional, cruel yes, but never enough to kill him. Poor Xenk is so human he's practically projecting his thoughts, unable to guard them as he always does. ]
He wouldn't want to see me, regardless. Father hates weakness. Szass Tam's legacy cannot fall to the weak.
[ Xenk coughs, his voice raw from the injury. Somehow he feels like he has to reassure this man, even though he must be older than him. He must be? The room feels like it's spinning, so Xenk looks down at the puddle of blood. His blood, without a trace of gold within it. ]
One day my blood will run gold like his. One day I'll be worthy of his name.