The page got turned over under a deep exhale that left through her nostrils. She shook her head a little bit at another thought that came to her. "What would be the best thing to do, become a so-called 'maker' and turning her into a vampony, or simply kill her..?" Without a second thought in her mind did Rarity just slap herself right in the face for even considering such a horrible act. Blood had been flowing freely for almost a year by then. And it was true that nopony else had died with the exception of one. Yet that very one was already enough for her. It was a delicate matter she found herself in, one that could give away just what she was to everything and everypony. Especially the remaining royal of the land, princess Celestia herself.