User blog comment:SCORNFUL1/Audience With A Vampire: Ask Armata De'Sange/@comment-28358106-20171226071958/@comment-28358106-20180101054258

As Armata speaks, he can sense Adelaide taking in every detail, her keen eyes absorbing the Vampire Lord's bodily movements, her ears noting the pauses in his breath. Though throughout the evening she has been wholly attentive, he knows that beneath her relaxed demeanor, she is stitching together a mental narrative of every word, every inflection he speaks.

"Quite remarkable," she says when he pauses. It is as much to herself as to him.

"I would have never thought to guess that the roles of master and servant would be not simply be reversed, but given equity to such a degree." She taps a finger on her cheek, tilting her head back as she looks at him.

"And what reason should the Master have to grant the servant this power?  Is there such strife on your world that it comes thus, or is it a trial, to see what worthiness is held within them?"