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Was the child sleeping? Casting Leopold an idle glance, Lucerys supposed that he was and refrained from approaching him for the time being. Leopold looked so peaceful asleep, and the Lord of Dragonstone didn't particularly deign to entertain a child anyhow.

"You think he's dead?" The pale femme would sidle up to the Targaryen Warden and whispered her question to the male. The sun was out and it was bright, her eyes could barely handle the light as she was supposedly a creature of the night. With that said, it was hard for her to see anything in the daylight unless she was close. However, the child laid in the distance, way too far for her to decipher their status. Would she care if they were dead? A little bit. She wasn't emotionally invested in the kid since she barely knew them but losing Leopold was like losing a huge bargaining chip.

"I believe if he had been dead lying in this heat would have attracted flies." Her deep feminine tones rang out as she made her way over to see what the fuss was all about. After all her soon to be husband was there and she was keen on being seen with him. It kept others from....looking. her head was held up high as she looked at the young dog with a curious going in them. "What are you doing out here by yourself?"

Lucerys blinked, surprised by Antoinette's sudden approach and whispered words. He had seen her whispering to Varick before. Somewhat discomforted, the Targaryen male broke away, his attention turning onto Leopold just as the child spoke up and Alfeynnah walked in. Regardless of Antoinette's innocent intentions, he felt almost as if he had to justify himself but nevertheless he remained firmly planted where he stood. "Glad you're not dead," Lucerys settled eventually, voice gruff but not hostile. He didn't have much else to offer by way of words and simply waited to hear Leopold's response to his betrothed's inquiry.

Not dead? Then why was he lying there? And what the Lady Targaryen said was true enough. However, the reaction that took the cake was Lucerys Targaryen's. The male pulled away after she uttered her question and she couldn't help but find it amusing. Hiding a smirk, she shifted her attention to the wolf that she was unfamiliar with. A Stark perhaps? Starks preferred those bodies after all. However, the subject of her attention shifted once more when the child spoke again. "What attack?" Antoinette queried, her interest piqued once more.

"The Sanctum is a dying group," Lucerys remarked, unconcerned. "Whoever your attacker was, I doubt they'll return and if they do and we catch them - well." Lucerys didn't imagine it would be advisable to describe gore to a child as young as Leopold. "Can you try eating something non-meat?"

A vampire. It had to be. Antoinette was one herself so it was only made sense that she could immediately identify it. "You have to drink blood for now on, nothing else would fill you up," the pale canine would remark with a slight smile, "you're a vampire now." Well, perhaps her first statement was wrong. Blood was a main factor of her diet but she could also still enjoy wine. "Come with me, I'll get you something to drink."

Offering the child an encouraging smile, the pale canine would head off towards the small town nearby. After purchasing a chicken, Antoinette would strangle the small bird until it stopped moving before ripping a small patch of it's body to be feather free. "Here," she then offered the now freshly killed bird to the child, "just bite and suck."

JAELYNN;;

Vampires? Well that was an incredibly interesting thing, to say the very least. Jaelynn had heard of such things once upon a time, though it had been so very long ago since she had last heard anything of the sort. So, curious, the ivory beast would prowl over, a curious expression upon her muzzle. "Have you noticed any other changes?" the wolf would question, muzzle titling curiously to the side.

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She was rather amused by how hesitant the child was but that was the general normal reaction from children if they were turned right? "You don't owe me anything," the femme would offer a kind smile before taking note of the other symptoms. Oh yes, the breathing. It was one she often forget herself since she still liked to use her own lungs. "Also, it depends on your body and how it reacts to vampirism but you might stop aging, you might be stuck in a child's body forever," the shaytanin would warn but then added, "unless you have shapeshifting powers."