"You catch on pretty quick, don't you?" She responded, a small giggle escaping her as her grin revealed her fangs. She was always told this day would come. Though she had taken time to mourn for her father, it still hurt to know he was gone. He might have been a bit of a tyrant in life, but he was still good to her, his little girl. But, nonetheless, she had a job to do. She could think about those things later.

"Strangely enough, this thing dragged me all the way out here, and pointed at you." She said, a small amount of disappointment in her voice. "I expected someone a little more... Cool, I guess. But I suppose there's something good about you. Somewhere." She talked about him more as an object than a lover, and didn't really realize the difference. 

"Of course, I'm not looking for someone to replace my father." She stated, tone darkening. "I am replacing my father as the Evil Lord... But to do so, I require the ability to produce a rightful heir to the throne to take my place. And to produce a good heir..."

"I need a powerful, yet corrupt spouse."

She sighed, looking up at the moon. "Of course, you seem to be neither. That's disappointing..." She trailed off, before turning back to him. "Of course, that doesn't mean you get off that easy. You're the son of the man who killed my father... That means that man's strength is somewhere in you. And I want it for my child." She stepped closer to him, looking up at him with her hands behind her back. She said nothing more, as she made her objective obvious.