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      [✗] "Whoa, Elsa?" Blink. Blink. "You're... lookin' a lot older..."

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❆ "Soraaaa, come on. Snap out of it.” The blonde lightly rolled her eyes, reaching out a hand to lightly tap the boy on the nose a few times.

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His nose twitched before the youth turned his face away, blearily opening his eyes.

He took one look at her before turning onto his side, toward her, and curling deeper into the covers. "Mmmmfive more minutes. I gottaaaa get'n abortion 'fore the aliens rip outta my stomach." 

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It was so easy, to lose oneself in laughter.

For five days, the dhampir felt like nothing could touch him; constantly pushing boundaries, bringing echoing cheer and joy to an otherwise lonely queen and her palace. There was fun, there was teasing, competition, and normalcy. for five days, he could feel "human" in a castle with people who were anything but.

But for two days he could hardly look her in the eye. His smile was forced. His gaze lingered from her neck to her delicate hands, and he kept at least two meters of space directly between them. By the end of the second day, he was hardly in the same room.

So it was with a heavy heart that he finally approached the Heart of the Palace, where she liked to spend most of her time. Head down as he knocked on the ice door, more to get her attention than to ask permission.

"Hey, Elsa?" Because this was the truth. The reality of what he was that they both pretended wasn't an issue. "I need to feed."

And by the way his hands curled and flexed as his talons extended, it was clear he wasn't talking about human food.

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❆ Hearing the other’s voice made the Queen jump in surprise and she turned to look and saw that Sora had returned. She had grown accustomed to his presence in the palace lately, welcoming his company. Though now might not be a good time.

❆ "Oh. Uhm… It’s nothing. Really." Perhaps she could avoid the situation by distracting herself with conversation. "No, it has nothing to do with my powers. I assure you. It’s just nothing."

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In most cases, it was probably best to just leave it be. But given their past history, he didn't want to leave her alone for long. Besides, she didn't look upset exactly. More... distracted? Jumpy? Was that the word?

"Okay...." He cocked a brow and squinted at her. Was her fear coming back? "Ya know... if something's bothering you, you can just talk with me about it too. You know I wanna help."

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“Morning, Elsa!” Sora chirped brightly, cracking a grin over his shoulder. “Sleep well?” Though as his cheek brushed against her delicate veil of a cape, he blinked and squinted at it, his fingers gingerly lifting it. “Is that… ice?”

❆ "W-What? Sleep well? Well I—" Elsa was still trying to recover from his sudden appearance. However when he started to investigate the delicate design of her cape, she was giving time to recover, which she did as quickly as possible.

❆ "Well there is ice woven within it, yes." The blonde admitted, glancing over her shoulder to try and get a look at his face while doing so.

"Cooooool," he murmured, fingers grazing under the fine ice. He marveled at the texture, secretly reveling in the sharp lines. Then he dropped the veil and grinned back over his shoulder. "You gotta show me what else you can do. C'mon, let's head outside."

So he suggested, even though she did not even have her feet on the ground. He promptly turned around, and swaggered toward the staircase, trying not to laugh at her predicament.

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((BreakingCharacter: I just realized that by the nature of a vampire's feeding habits, the "victim's" blood cells would be running through their veins, even if for only a little bit. So then does that mean, for a while, the predator and the prey are--

--blood related?))