"N-No....no...."
He shook his head weakly. A drop of Dee's blood hit his tongue and his eyes shot open, pupils dilated.
dees eyes were closed, whispering
“draga mea, te rog nu ma lasa...”
(Romania)
Another drop slipped into Virgil's mouth and a low groan bubbled up from his chest. He lapped at the wounds on Dee's wrist.
“there you go…theeeere you go”
"Mn..."
He gripped Dee's hand with both hands and suckled, drinking the new life. After several minutes he fell back, panting, pale, and very much not dead.
"i im sorry...i ive cursed you..."
"Mmn..." He blinked up at him, a dazed smile on his blood-painted lips
he bent down, carefully wiping the blood off him, taking the dagger out of his chest slowly
"Mmm...."
His head lolled to the side, far too dazed and blood drunk to understand what was going on
he threw igt to the side, Picking him up and bringing him to the caastle
