"They’ve both grown more violent," Pansy said. "It worries me. My Lady has a shorter temper—physical transformations. It’s unsettling. Both their powers have grown exponentially. I knew my Lord had a taste for blood—I’ve had to tend to her after he drinks from her. I didn’t know she could do it too, until last night." She sighed. "She killed him a few times now—or tried to. In ways that no human can come back from. He always comes back. I expect it’s the same for her."