Rose shrieked slightly when she heard Eva's voice in her mind but then settled when she recognized the subtle feminine words. She glanced over her shoulder at the vampire, trying her hardest to remain in Armand's presence but wanting so much to see what Rose was up to.
No...not yet. I may not get this chance again for centuries. And I care not if Armand sees me. He wouldn't even bother with a ghost...
Rose didn't bother to wait for Eva's reaction. Her eyes darted around wildly, searching...and then she found what she was looking for. A tall and dark vampire in the corner was cheering on the insulting words of Laurent, cheering with one fist clenched while the other was tightly wrapped around a torch. Rose glided over to him and didn't hesitate before thrusting her hand into the flame. It was warm, like the arms of someone she loved, but it didn't burn. So it was settled. A ghost would not die. Eternity. The very word terrified her to the core.
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