Again he nodded. "Yes." Time was...irrelevant to the vampire. For the most part. Of course, it became more relevant when one needed it, like space, to heal from a discourse of a long life and its follies. "You did not...break me." But death had twisted him. Just like La Magra had stained her.
He felt like his heart was being wrung out. "I forgive you." Lothoro was not stupid, he understood immortality in its most intimate lessons. No one heart truly could belong to another for eternity unless it beat to another drum for a while. One never had to stop loving...but love knew no boundaries either. Yet, somehow, his pride had been deeply wounded, his honor, bled. That all seemed such a trifle matter now. But like she said, so much time had passed and so much had happened.
"I..." He began uncertainly. "I am not sure that I know the way back, Selene." After all, he had done so much wrong. "Or whether I should even be shown a path back." They were so different. She was still Selene and he was...not even more of the man she used to know. No, he was what she was in the eyes of the coven, after she killed Viktor.
She snapped him out of his thoughts. He softly propped her up on his lap as he sat back into the settee. His arm snaked around her so that his wrist was close to her lips. "Then take it. It's always been yours." His eyes grew dark. "I will try my best to hold back the endless parade of lifetimes that swim through it. Drink Selene."
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Date: 2012-01-01 06:52 am (UTC)He felt like his heart was being wrung out. "I forgive you." Lothoro was not stupid, he understood immortality in its most intimate lessons. No one heart truly could belong to another for eternity unless it beat to another drum for a while. One never had to stop loving...but love knew no boundaries either. Yet, somehow, his pride had been deeply wounded, his honor, bled. That all seemed such a trifle matter now. But like she said, so much time had passed and so much had happened.
"I..." He began uncertainly. "I am not sure that I know the way back, Selene." After all, he had done so much wrong. "Or whether I should even be shown a path back." They were so different. She was still Selene and he was...not even more of the man she used to know. No, he was what she was in the eyes of the coven, after she killed Viktor.
She snapped him out of his thoughts. He softly propped her up on his lap as he sat back into the settee. His arm snaked around her so that his wrist was close to her lips. "Then take it. It's always been yours." His eyes grew dark. "I will try my best to hold back the endless parade of lifetimes that swim through it. Drink Selene."