She nodded, looking him over with hungry eyes that burned with power and passion. She reveled in the depth of her success, her body practically singing with power as she absorbed more and more from him. It had been years since she had fed so deeply from a single victim. The rush she felt was incredible.<br/><br/>"Thorn... A fitting name. And a thorn you shall be to my enemies. Love me as I deserve, and you shall never have a want or a need that is not filled."<br/><br/>She cupped her hand under his chin, forcing him to look up and meet her eyes. AS would be expected, eyecontact only made the power of her influence even stronger. To those she sought to enamour, her gaze was entrancing. To her enemies, her gaze instilled fear. To this boy, it would inspire awe and devotion, as that was what she intended.<br/><br/>"But hear me now... and hear me well," her voice burned in a low hiss, almost a growl, "Should you ever break my trust, you will wish that you had died this day rather than cross my path. This I swear to you. See that you do not use my trust lightly, as it is now your most precious possession."