There is desire, William, for if it were merely political, it would have been a ruthless match. However, we desire in the same appeals of human flesh and blood. He is The Father of Sadism. I am The Blood Countess. Such a match would bring about fruitful times, but we hunger for one another as well.
-Leans towards his hands even as she pulled the collar of her dress-
-looks up sharply as he understands- The Marquis de Sade? But he’s…long dead. Unless…is he a vampire as well?
-Stepping into the room quietly, he resides against the door frame with his arms crossed over his chest;
Long dead, indeed. Though not quite so, of all individuals you should not be so surprised by such a fact.
-Smirking maliciously; You must be the Priest.
-startles, still unused to vampire stealth but bows slightly- Ah, forgive me, Marquis. I…well, I knew of you…long ago. My name is William Kane, and I am a priest, yes.
-chuckles a little, then glances at the Countess as he speaks to the man- I trust you already know my secret, then.