[Alucard had been quiet enough that she hadn't overheard his murmured little conspiracy taking form, but luckily (luckily?), Trevor hasn't been quite so careful about maintaining the secrecy, and so now the cat is out of the bag, perhaps.
Not that she really minds, of course, unless this rebellion involves the two of them leaving her out, which she doubts it will. Perhaps it's just the next turn of the wheel in this little game of theirs — first Alucard at their mercy, and now Trevor, and then her.
She looks at them both, the way they're twined together and fervent and so much in love, and shivers a little at the thought of being the one drowning in it, instead of holding the reins of it in her hands.]
I am your dark mistress, and I will not be overthrown —
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[Alucard had been quiet enough that she hadn't overheard his murmured little conspiracy taking form, but luckily (luckily?), Trevor hasn't been quite so careful about maintaining the secrecy, and so now the cat is out of the bag, perhaps.
Not that she really minds, of course, unless this rebellion involves the two of them leaving her out, which she doubts it will. Perhaps it's just the next turn of the wheel in this little game of theirs — first Alucard at their mercy, and now Trevor, and then her.
She looks at them both, the way they're twined together and fervent and so much in love, and shivers a little at the thought of being the one drowning in it, instead of holding the reins of it in her hands.]
I am your dark mistress, and I will not be overthrown —
[Unless they try, that is.]