The mention of her mom made Diana freeze. But, as if fully aware that she gained her interest, the vampire was not in a hurry to explain further. Her lips, blood red and soft, sipped from the cup slowly.
"And?"
Her voice was too impatient than she would like to reveal, but Diana could not help it. Her mother was her only caretaker as a kid, and the earliest memories were of that gentle ice spirit.
"Your mother was the sole human I liked," said the vampire. "It makes me laugh that the warmest person humans had was an ice spirit. Of course, you were very young at that time, but you have grown so well."
"My mother was an acquaintance of many," replied Diana, reassuming her cold demeanor. "You are not doing so well to keep me entertained," grinned the princess.
"You..." froze the doll, "are so beautiful," smiled the vampire sweetly. "I feel nostalgic that the ugly baby is now so gorgeous. You can ruin kingdoms with this beauty."
