The next part of the dream feels more... well, dreamlike. A vampire from the Silver court helps a blood-covered Snow White wobble to her feet, and when her knees give out from under her, he carries her like she's precious and fragile.
Snow watched it all with the dream going in and out as the next parts are just the Silver Court vampire explaining what would happen to her now, that she needed to go to Castle Courtsheart to become a proper vampire.
"I didn't thank the Blue Court vampire," she offered softly. "I don't think they expected me to, I asked why they stopped her, why let me live," when all the dead Thralls were so easy for them. "I don't remember what they said."
The dream shifts to the very same Blue Court vampire having Snow ask just that, but the dream becomes muffled, foggy.
"I don't think I have it in me to thank them," because some part of her... some part of her still wanted to be loved by her stepmother. Her stepmother had been her whole world, had been her morning and evening.
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Snow watched it all with the dream going in and out as the next parts are just the Silver Court vampire explaining what would happen to her now, that she needed to go to Castle Courtsheart to become a proper vampire.
"I didn't thank the Blue Court vampire," she offered softly. "I don't think they expected me to, I asked why they stopped her, why let me live," when all the dead Thralls were so easy for them. "I don't remember what they said."
The dream shifts to the very same Blue Court vampire having Snow ask just that, but the dream becomes muffled, foggy.
"I don't think I have it in me to thank them," because some part of her... some part of her still wanted to be loved by her stepmother. Her stepmother had been her whole world, had been her morning and evening.