Some say the Lady Crest may be a glutton for punishment. But she was just eager for adventure and excitement in her mundane life. And Vail was certainly an exciting man, he was like nobody she’d ever met. She positively gushed knowing he had enjoyed their conversation as well. Perhaps he was so repulsed by her after all. He did seem to enjoy her blood very much. Though she may not be a part of the Order, she planned to change that one day. Or if not at least if she came across any members trying to hunt or hurt the Hygraces, she would thwart them any way possible. Even throw their scent off by pretending to hunt them on behalf of her father and give them false leads. She was a smart enough woman to use information to her advantage and her own agenda. Which was to get in the Hygrace’s good books. They may be invaluable allies against her plight against the Wynters, even though she knew they would want to keep in hiding and probably not get tangled up in the looming Crest-Wynter war. 

Victoria was told not to fuss over it, but she tilted her head with a sigh. Men were always stubborn when it came to injuries, they always wanted to prove tough and claim they could cope. “You were [i]shot[/i], Vail…you may be…what you are but he still could have killed you. Maybe you need to try and control that frenzy of yours. Spencer seems to keep his temper in check around me. That’s why I thought he was …a normal person.” She had no idea he was a vampire until Vail confirmed it. Yet the way he said she was only around to satisfy his thirst, she now knew what that meant, and a cold chill flooded down her spine. 

When he apologised for being short with her, she shook her head as if to tell him not to worry about it. “It’s perfectly alright. I do not blame you for reacting that way. I deserved it. Sometimes I just don’t know when to keep quiet.” Her tongue had landed her in more hot water than a hot tea kettle. “Anyway. I’m glad I could help you in my own way. Even if it was painful.” Well it wasn’t THAT painful if she really thought about it, it was kind of a turn on if she had to admit it. But she couldn’t tell Vail anything of the sort as she knew he would probably run for the hills. Human women liking being bitten and their blood drank? It was unheard of. Yet here she was, looking her attacker in the eye. Or perhaps she had simply accepted she was prey and the only way to survive was to play possum. 

“Well… I should go in. Goodnight, My Lord.” She curtseyed him politely as a proper Lady would. Even though she was rough around the edges outside of the social conventions, she still knew how to act like a Lady with an air of grace about her with a refined voice and gestures. It was merely the surface that she showed to those who she didn’t allow to get any closer. Only Vail had seen the true Victoria beneath the façade. “I do hope to see you under better circumstances next time.” She smirked mischievously at the vampire. It wasn’t that she was expecting another encounter however, she hoped it wasn’t in the middle of the night being his prey again or having to stop him killing a human. Yet something deep inside of her secretly wanted him to want her an [i]only[/i] her blood.