Victoria was happily drifting off when Peter barging into the room, caused her to startle awake again. She could practically feel the tension in the air between father and son. He appeared to be very angry with Vail. She was impressed with the level of Vail’s protest of her defence in being here. She knew they’d never accept her as Vail’s lover but she never thought they would be so opposed to actually force Vail into marrying another vampire when he evidently didn’t want to. A pang of sadness waved its way into her heart at this revelation but then a sigh of relief escaped her mouth as Vail declared he did not wish to marry Sylvia in the first place. However, the moment Vail said that Victoria was the one he [i]wanted to be with[/i], tears formed in her eyes. She became overwhelmed by this revelation. She never thought he’d go that far to say such a thing. To him, her existence would be but a blip in his long life. He would rather be happy now and fear the loss in the future from an aged human or of her dying from a human disease, than not be with her at all? She gulped slightly as Peter asked his son how far it had gone, to which Vail remained silent. How could he explain that he bedded the very human they told him to keep away from? She grew visibly worried, her fear pheromones rising along with her pulse. Although in her weakened state, when Peter called her a wench and told Vail to get her out of his house, she almost gasped. The feisty girl, if she had enough energy, would have rose up and declared she was not some floozy, or woman of the night to be disregarded. She cared about his son and would justify herself. Yet Vail fought her corner for her, luckily. She stared back at Peter with resolve, her mind was active even if her body was not. As the tense moment passed and Peter eventually came around to the fact, she was someone in need of refuge like any other vampire in trouble that came knocking on their door. He was reluctant but he agreed to let her stay and she closed her eyes and breathed another sigh of relief. She didn’t like what she’d caused between father and son and probably the rest of his family. The fact Peter was going to punish Vail later, made her worry again and even feel slightly sick. How could his father not support his son in his choice of who he loved and cared for? Did his father truly regard his own agenda above his own son’s feelings? He was going to be a difficult father-in-law. Hearing Peter scold Vail for aggravating her skin, she knew Vail wasn’t that medically informed. But his father was, luckily for her. He instructed Vail to do the right thing, although he was reluctant to leave Peter alone with his lover. She couldn’t blame him for feeling that way. She was unnervsed to be left alone with Peter, herself. For all she knew he would chuck her out at the first opportunity or give her an ear full to how she was nothing but trouble. If it came to it, Vail’s safety was priority above all else, even her own feelings of him, his welfare came first. She would stay away if that meant he was safer from The Order and Wynters and caused less friction between his family members. As Peter tended to her wound properly, she looked up at him nervously. “Th-thank you…..” She whispered shakily. He didn’t have to let her stay. But it was only temporary. He would never accept a human as a daughter-in-law, Vail even risked disowner ship. It would be too much guilt to bear if it did come to that. “Please don’t…..blame Vail….it’s my...fault.” She sniffled sadly. She didn’t want his father thinking badly of the good and kind vampire she fell in love with. It broke her heart to see him pained like this.