"How so? To be personally embraced by me, becoming one of my blood kin—"
"And to cast aside your frail human form, to possess great power and a long lifespan, yet you're still not satisfied?"
"Satisfying? Not a chance!" Elias glared at her resentfully. Becoming a vampire was the last thing he wanted.
Then, pondering Isabella's words, he suddenly realized something.
"Wait a moment..."
"Blood kin? What is that?"
He asked suspiciously, "Is that another term for vampire? I've never heard of it before."
"It's the noble bloodline, not vampires," Isabella emphasized once again.
"Alright, alright, bloodline, the noble bloodline..." Elias looked at her, resigned.
"Of course, you don't know what blood kin is," Isabella said with a hint of pride: "It's a secret known only to the oldest and original seven families of our bloodline."
"And only those of direct lineage like myself can enjoy."
