Well, I run a little bit cooler so perhaps we balance each other out.
[ He didn't want to let go of Bren however came the awareness that Bren had stiffened underneath his touch, and then Essek pulled back, he turned to look over his own shoulder and he saw what had caught Bren's eyes and he grew a bit cold, well even colder, he stepped backwards and felt his breathing catch. ]
That is the painting that my late husband had commissioned in commemoration of our wedding, 150 years ago.
[ It had been that long, hadn't it. One hundred and fifty years of waiting for Caleb to return to him-- waiting for so long that he had almost lost hope. The vampire stepped backwards a hairsbreadth as he took in the reaction with something that felt like fear. However he did not want to disturb Bren or alarm him. ]
Your resemblance to my husband is uncanny, I will admit.
[ It would do no good to ignore the elephant in the room, and that was that the two were startlingly alike, both made of bonfires and ink, the sharp tang of cinnamon apples and the sweetest bite of orange. ]
Frumpkin was his familiar... I believe that is why he is drawn to you.
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[ He didn't want to let go of Bren however came the awareness that Bren had stiffened underneath his touch, and then Essek pulled back, he turned to look over his own shoulder and he saw what had caught Bren's eyes and he grew a bit cold, well even colder, he stepped backwards and felt his breathing catch. ]
That is the painting that my late husband had commissioned in commemoration of our wedding, 150 years ago.
[ It had been that long, hadn't it. One hundred and fifty years of waiting for Caleb to return to him-- waiting for so long that he had almost lost hope. The vampire stepped backwards a hairsbreadth as he took in the reaction with something that felt like fear. However he did not want to disturb Bren or alarm him. ]
Your resemblance to my husband is uncanny, I will admit.
[ It would do no good to ignore the elephant in the room, and that was that the two were startlingly alike, both made of bonfires and ink, the sharp tang of cinnamon apples and the sweetest bite of orange. ]
Frumpkin was his familiar... I believe that is why he is drawn to you.