Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-25808351-20170112225309/@comment-28358106-20170116212629

Cyndwella's features flicker only briefly as she contains her anger, but she continues, pointing.

"You haven't been 'chosen' for anything, Vampire! The last vestige of pain on the thread of her fate ends with you!  Her tormenter is dead and her past is ash, and the one who began it was you, so the responsibility is yours!  If she had the ability to think for herself for more than a few minutes at a time, she would do it herself.  She doesn't have that choice.  As for how much she means to me..."

She folds her arms. "She is one of the four Favored, like myself. Any one of us would die for the other, because we're all aspects of the Dark Lord, blessed be His name.  He loves her as His wife, even though he has never known her, and we all love her equally.  Were you thinking it was somehow different?"