He stands there angerly but looks upon Amelia's face and his features soften. He takes a deep breath. He had never forseen things happen this way. He lays in bed with Amelia and runs his hand on her face. "Amelia," he whispers shaking her a bit,"Amelia honey please open your eyes." Slowly she complies, seeming very dazed. "Honey," he says to her looking deep into her seemingly sad eyes,"do you want to die?" Her breathing becomes more paniced and tears sprang to her eyes. Her head shook lightly. "Do you trust me?" he asks. She nods again. "I appologize for what I'm about to do...this will be the only thing I will ever do that will hurt," he says and grabs her as gently as possible by the shoulders hoisting her up.
She trusted her father but a sense of panic and confusion ran through her. Lucian's eyes change and his teeth slowly extent. He can hear Amelia's heart pick up pace and she weakly brings her hands up to his chest as if she wanted to push him away. It pained his heart, but he knew this was for the best. With one hand he holds her up and the other moves her nightgown away from her neck to reveal the spot on her shoulder that was the best spot for a mark. Lucian desperately tries to ignore her choked out protests as he leans in toward her neck.
"Forgive me," he whispers and plunges his teeth into her soft skin. Her voice was so strained that no scream could escape but meerly a choked sounds of pain and small sobs. He drank the small amount of blood he knew she could spare and laid her back down. Her sobs shook her body as he saw tears flow from her closed eyes. She already was in so much pain he had regrettedly exaserbating her situation, but this was her only chance. Soon her sobs subsided and she passed out once more. He went over and spit out the blood in his mouth- not because he didn't want to drink his daughter's blood, but because he realized what surprise she had for Viktor. If he hadn't held it in his mouth for long he wouldn't have noticed. Iron. There was an extreme amount of iron in her blood that would poison any creature that sipped too much. He wiped his hand on his sleeve, wiping her blood away from his lips. His eyes changed back as he looked at his daughter.
He hoped this worked.