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"Astarion!" She's white with horror, frozen. Siobhan makes no attempt to hide her near nakedness. He's already seen too much.
As he gets closer, he can see countless faint white lines crisscrossing beneath the fresh cuts, decades of self-mutilation. This is not the first time she's done this.
"You mustn't tell the others," she begs, tears flowing freely down her face. "Please, they wouldn't understand."
Astarion doesn't know how to respond, struck dumb by what he's caught her doing and her request. Siobhan's eyes search his face frantically, trying to divine what he's thinking and what he'll do next. With a start, he realizes they're playing out the inverse of the night he'd tried to drink from her. Now, he's the one being asked to protect a horrible secret.
But he can hardly focus on what to do next, all thoughts deafened by the sound of her throbbing heartbeat pounding in his ears and the pungent smell of her blood flooding his nostrils.
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Bloodletting is a remedy that is hardly possible to estimate too highly. Or that's what they say. Siobhan has enough darkness in her past that maybe a little bloodletting is called for. Unbeknownst to her, Astarion is more than happy to oblige.
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Bookmark Notes:
Chap 3