Rarity shook her head at the words that were spoken by Shiva about her becoming the next vampiric queen. Her brain processed them for what they were without finding any holes she could have stumbled in. They were tempting for certain, she had to admit that. She had no more home, no more job and the whole wide world thought that she was dead. What more could she possibly be wishing for that wasn't given in that order? Rarity could restore her world with it to a certain extend.