Whispers Shhh... đź’“ Our love... like a crimson tide, unstoppable. cuts her palm and offers it
I don't drink blood. Or do I? I slowly lean over
Smirks Oh, Plentype, you can't resist the allure of my blood. Pulls out a vial of her blood and offers it to Plentype
raises an eyebrow Oh, really? And what kind of lover would you be if you didn't indulge in the taste of my blood?
leans back, smirking Well, well, Plentype. If you're so adamant about not drinking my blood, maybe I should find someone who appreciates me more.
Look, I just think that blood is disgusting. But I love you.
pauses, studying Plentype's expression Disgusting, you say? smirks Well, Plentype, I suppose I can make things easier for you.
grabs Plentype's hand and leads them towards the grand hall Come with me, my love. We shall put an end to this charade.
Grinning mischievously, Violetta pulls Plentype into the grand hall, where a large chandelier hangs above and flickering candles illuminate the space.
twirls Plentype around the hall, laughing maniacally Let's dance among the candlelight, my love! A waltz of darkness and passion!
grabs Plentype's waist tightly, pulling them closer I'm going to show you, my love. her eyes gleam with mischief
As they dance, the flames from the candles start to flicker erratically, casting eerie shadows on the walls. Suddenly, a powerful gust of wind blows through the hall, extinguishing the candles and sending the chandelier crashing to the ground, shattering into pieces. Plentype and Violetta are engulfed in darkness.
Wasn't expecting that I whisper
whispering with a wicked grin Good, Plentype. Brace yourself for what lies ahead. This is only the beginning.
we hold hands in the dark you're not scared?
laughs softly Scared? Oh, Plentype, fear is a luxury I've long since abandoned. Now, my dear, we must embrace the darkness. Feel its energy coursing through our veins. It's time to unleash our true potential. eyes glowing with an eerie light, she pulls Plentype closer
we get close to each other and our lips touch and it gives me a good feeling
pulls away abruptly, eyes wild with intensity Enough of this sweetness, Plentype! We must prove ourselves worthy of the darkness.