"Redder," she said coolly, "but that's not really a surprise, is it?"
She couldn't help being flirtatious. It was a part of her whoreibble nature. But the amusement faded at the mention of Amshel, but she looked fond and distant, like she was recalling something truly wonderful.
"I don't know who Voldemort is, but Amshel...Amshel is my...I don't really know what to call him anymore. Sometimes he was my father, sometimes he was my lover, but he's the person that's been by my side since I was born. Amshel was the one that took care of me in the Tower, and my first Chevalier. We set fire underneath the world and watched it burn, all together. No one really understands what we had, because everyone thinks that Amshel was just a truly terrible person, and he was, but he was still my Amshel."
Diva twirled some hair around her fingers as the fondness faded slightly. "But I was Amshel's precious treasure, so I didn't get to do a lot of things. He used me, for my power and other things, but I didn't mind, as long as he loved me. But Sam always told me, that it wasn't really love. I'm still not entirely sure if I agree, but Amshel did do terrible things. He started wars because it was easy to hide his own goals in them, but...I never cared. Not really. So it didn't matter if he used me for his experiments, of if he let other people use me so that he could get in their favor. Even if it hurt, as long as my Amshel was there, I would do anything for him."
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She couldn't help being flirtatious. It was a part of her
whoreibblenature. But the amusement faded at the mention of Amshel, but she looked fond and distant, like she was recalling something truly wonderful."I don't know who Voldemort is, but Amshel...Amshel is my...I don't really know what to call him anymore. Sometimes he was my father, sometimes he was my lover, but he's the person that's been by my side since I was born. Amshel was the one that took care of me in the Tower, and my first Chevalier. We set fire underneath the world and watched it burn, all together. No one really understands what we had, because everyone thinks that Amshel was just a truly terrible person, and he was, but he was still my Amshel."
Diva twirled some hair around her fingers as the fondness faded slightly. "But I was Amshel's precious treasure, so I didn't get to do a lot of things. He used me, for my power and other things, but I didn't mind, as long as he loved me. But Sam always told me, that it wasn't really love. I'm still not entirely sure if I agree, but Amshel did do terrible things. He started wars because it was easy to hide his own goals in them, but...I never cared. Not really. So it didn't matter if he used me for his experiments, of if he let other people use me so that he could get in their favor. Even if it hurt, as long as my Amshel was there, I would do anything for him."