"I want you, Mr. Salvatore, to father a child with me", she says these words as calmly as possible. She saw several different emotions cross his face and took the opportunity to continue.
She begins to ramble as she explains what she is and what would be involved in being with her. She is a Celtic Druidess, a priestess, from before the Roman invasion into Briton. They will be bound together for the duration of the pregnancy, from conception to birth. After the birth it is up to him if he wants to stay in their lives. She can enchant his lapis ring to make him human during the conception of the baby.
The child will be half vampire and half priestess, sorceress. She will be able to protect herself from any harm and live many lifetimes. She will possess knowledge of both worlds and live in both.
She knows that she is starting to ramble, but it is because he is not saying anything.
"I know what you are thinking, you cannot feed off of your own child. She will be safe from you and any other vampires", her voice, the pitch starting to rise. She can feel herself start to panic. He is not saying anything, so many emotions are racing across his face. Her fear almost has control of her mind and soul.
"I have said all that I can, the decision is yours to make" she tells him, "I will contact you again soon to know your answer." Mysie turns to walk away, lifting her hood back over her hair, she takes one more look at the beautiful creature. The moon reflecting in his eyes reveals nothing to her.
She looks up to the sky and stretches her arms out, taking a step forward she gracefully changes to a hawk. She lets the wind take her higher, the one feeling that nothing can reach her. Nothing can harm her when she is in the air. She doesn't look back not wanting to see the disgust or revulsion on his face.
(This part is a conversation with herself…I just wrote it as it happened in my head)
Just give him time to think. Maybe he will want to be with me.
Why would he want to be with you? How could anyone want to be with you?
You don't look like other women. Your skin is too pale. Your eyes are too big.
Why would a guy that looks like that want to be with you?
She lands near a river. She lays her head by the river side and overflows the bank with her tears….