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Rose's weak voice called out her fathers name."Dante?"
"Mhm... " The Count hummed at Rose. He was busy wringing out the washcloth and rewetting it to keep it cool for her head.
"I'm still thirsty," Rose's blood thirst was still raging, and she wanted more.
The Count was going to oblige.
Dante knew the consumption of blood was the quickest way to heal Rose. His blood could restore her quicker than the blood of a regular human. Never once had he shared his blood with another. Not in his entire existence. Today he told Rose he would take her home and feed her. He was going to keep his word.
