"You all did good." The Corpse Monarch said, his voice sounding like the grinding of ancient tombstones as he stared intently at his fist.
"You not only hunted for the perfect vessels, you also prepared such perfect food... The Matriarch is really thoughtful." He added, casting a hollow, appreciative glance toward the crimson puddle where the thirty sacrificed immortals had just been violently consumed.
"Yes... I am also impressed with this body." Matilda said, a dark, elegant smile gracing her features as she licked a stray drop of crimson energy from her porcelain finger.
"We can all share the memories of these bodies... And I am a bit surprised, because this body once had sexual relationship with the Lord's Vessel." the Blood Queen said, turning her sharp, crimson gaze toward the towering main coffin at the center of the room. A twisted, knowing smirk played on her lips as the neural pathways of her host fully synchronized with her ancient soul.
