~Rakshira shook her head slowly. "No, love," she whispered, her dark, soulless going way past her fiance and back into the sheltering woodlands. "Just envisioning the creatures that think they can evade us wity effort less impudence." A smirk teased the edges of her blood red lips, a rippling scarlet tide in the midst of a pale sea. "What do you say we go on another search?" She cocked a perfectly-trimmed eyebrow that had eerily always been perfection and nothing less. "Together."~
Elixos stepped forward, and softly put his pale and cold hand on her cheek, which was equally lifeless, yet utterly beautiful to him. He grinned or a second, before saying "I would love to spend some time with you away from everyone else. Just you and me, destroying those things that live in that forest." He had just returned; he was already ready to go again. He imagined sharing the screams and pain of werewolves with her. Oh, how perfectly evil she was. How they completed each other as the king and Queen of the vampires. Elixirs' eyes clouded with a sensation of love and hatred, love for his beautiful to be bride, and hatred for the kind they would destroy together.