Victoria noted the relief in Vail’s eyes as they gazed down at her. He seemed to be mesmerised by something about her, she wondered what it was? It didn’t take long for him to pounce on her, he must have been waiting a long time for her to wake, worried that she’d never wake at all. Even though he was tightly squeezing her, she didn’t feel it as much as she would as a human. She didn’t feel stronger, since she was weak without fresh human blood in her system to sustain her. Vail didn’t feel as cold as usual either. Perhaps her temperature was now closer to his. 

She smiled and sighed in relief as he buried his face into her neck and mentioned that it worked. She tentatively moved her weak arms up to wrap around his back gently. She hadn’t used her limbs in a week, they were still trying to recover their muscle loss. He also had no desire to bite her neck now, had his lust for her blood subsided? It was good that the Wynters won’t be able to use her blood again but somewhat sad that Vail no longer lusted for her blood that made her feel special to him. Yet it was not her blood he wanted, he wanted [i]her[/i]. She smiled back at him warmly as he released her and welcomed her back with that smile of his. She gently reached up to stroke his cheek softly. She had missed his face whilst she slept. 

“It….worked.” She managed to whisper coherently. Her eyes welled up with water. She was so happy she didn’t die, that she was now immortal and able to live a long life with Vail. She was no longer a human. Maybe she now had a chance to be accepted by his family. She leaned in toward him to plant her lips onto his delicately. She was going to be weak for a few days until her full vampiric strength came into effect. She let her soft lips linger on his for a few moments, just savouring this moment of reunion. Now she was his eternally, he had claimed her by turning her. She felt a stronger bond and attachment to him because it was his blood that brought her back to life. The feeling was…unconditional love.

The Lady Crest, a vampire. Her father would not be unhappy with the situation, it meant she was no longer their prey and her blood would no longer be sought after. She knew he would still love her as a vampire. She wasn’t going to be a threat to the Saints. She wanted to be one, help them fight the likes of the Wynters, the bad vampires who caused more harm than stayed hidden from society and tried not to be a bother. When Victoria released Vail from her tender kiss, she smiled brightly and her eyes seemed to light up the room. They sparkled in the dim light of the room. They held a hope and a fragile innocence behind them. “I love you.” She breathed and held onto his hands.