The Blood Huntress raised her eyebrows. She thought she was prepared for the unprepared, however....<br/>Listening to the dragon she had a major urge to facepalm. As if she did<span style="font-style: italic">not</span>know the Blood Queen! As if she had not told him not to talk about her - because she knew most of it just too well.<br/><span style="font-style: italic">~One of the reasons why nobody from the blood queens faction finds any dragons alive, is probably me...~</span>suddenly an ironic thought popped up in her head.<span style="font-style: italic"> ~And other major powers have that same predisposition. Anything that threatens them - should die. In any case, my grudge is personal.... but now I could relate it to another of my mothers new plays. I do not doubt she may have been a dragon <span style="font-weight: bold">rider</span>, but in another sense of what the little guy talks about...~ </span>her jaws clenched, but this time in suppressed laughter.<br/><br/>One reason why Vampires craved dragon blood, was because of the addictive taste - some called it, '<span style="font-style: italic">the taste of the sun'</span>. Dragon magic was imbued in each drop.<br/>This was, in fact, a secret contained to the upper echelons of Vampire rulers. It worked like doping... it made stronger and addicted, but in the end, killed vampires regenerative abilities! No, what is more, stronger blood could even transform Vampires into mortals!  There was no way the  Blood Queen would herself drink dragon blood, especially from the vein, and if she did, her powers would considerably weaken...<br/>Maybe Zarathustra had drunk it mixed with Norne blood, even though Serafima had just found out that norne and dragon blood reacts with each other, purifying and opening up the magic inside the blood, allowing Dragon blood to be enjoyed safely, and setting free massive amounts of magic energy...<br/>The Blood Queen had probably had loved to torture, breed and exterminate any powerful creature. First and foremost of course her father...<br/>Serafimas suspicions just added up after the dragons statements, she had been, again used in Zarathustras sheme. But why did she drag in Lyciel? He was the strongest one of the first gen.. the one who inherited all of her powers..Did she decide she would not use him because he was a male?<br/>Gently shaking her head she wanted to explain that the dragons were probably tricked by the Blood Queen Zarathustra. Badly tricked.<br/><br/>However, she stopped perplexedly!<br/><br/>It was amusing how he tried to taunt her, even though her brows creased and her face was expressionless, an amused glint flickered in Serafimas eyes, as he tried to provoke her. But, honestly, she had no clue what this little one wanted to achieve with that.<br/>Suppressing the aftermath of her amusement, a blur was left in her seat, as she appeared next to the dragon, while an ice cold hand clenched around his throat, applying just enough pressure to not allow him to talk further for a while, but not hurting enough to keep him from breathing.<br/><span style="color: #FF4040">"Say... are you megalomaniac?</span>" a cold snort still escaped her as she asked the dragon.<span style="color: #FF4040">"Or... maybe masochistic?"</span>His half smile as she had grabbed him yesterday, suddenly popped in her mind, and she raised an eyebrow at him.<span style="color: #FF4040"> "One day without a punishment or any torture, and you seem to forget everything I advised the last time...?"</span>She used her injured hand to turn his head towards her face, while she pressed his body against the wall, applying enough pressure that he kept still, but not enough to seriously hurt a grown male. This was a training lesson for him, not a torturing one.<br/><span style="color: #FF4040">"You were kept one day without torture or other things by the vampires, and your body is aching for another trip there?" </span>Both her eyebrows were raised now as she stared at the crazy dragon...He smiled again! Suppressing the major urge to painfully mind-screen him just to find out what the heck was wrong with this specimen, she continued.<br/><span style="color: #FF4040">"One day you are acting depressingliy pitiful and next day you go all rebellious, boasting how you want to be a <span style="font-style: italic">honourable puppet </span>for that Bloody Bitch again? Ohh.. so impressed."</span>Her voice was dipped in sarcasm.<span style="color: #FF4040">"Are you just going through puberty?" </span><br/>Then something hit her thought like thunder after the flash of lightning!<br/>~Ah... I do remember.. an old human book told something like that you can only raise males until they are 8-9 years old, after that its useless...~ The blood hunter felt a major headache coming, but then still asked.<br/><span style="color: #FF4040">"Wait, how old are you even?"</span><br/>She released the grip on his throat a little, just enough to let him speak again.<br/>~ It cant be.. is he ..<span style="font-style: italic">in heat</span>? Do I need to bring in a female dragon to stabilize him?~ The Blood Hunter did not know about beasts heat periods.. She seriously considered to ask Ayu about those matters later.