Prudence stared at Vincent with a fiery yet a tamed gaze upon listening his words. If she was a challenge then he already had her here in front of him to his disposal. Now that he had blood from her without harming her, Prudence felt more comfortable around him. All this time she saw Vincent as the reaper with a skeleton sythe dripping in blood and walking around. Eventhough that reputation of his did not change in her mind, she found her fears to have vanished away about him being a vampire.
Fear was a beautiful. The knot in the pit of your stomach as it rises to block your lungs. Your brain barely functioning for the smallest leap you ever had to take.
