Nalfein looked at her from the shadows. "I'm sorry, I broke your bedpost. I didn't mean to though...." He trailed off, he slowly moved out of the shadows towards her, his face in a grip of rage. "I was thinking.... What... If your father doesn't like me.....You know, being a vampire and all, I don't want any humans to find out that vampires are real..... They will take you away from me..." He calmed himself and lifted her out of the chair. "I love you, no one will ever take you away from me." He wrapped his arms around her, he was so relaxed that he started to float up into the air. "I promise.... No one will ever take you from me." The smell of blood coming from her jugular vein was intense on him. He couldn't control himself. He opened his mouth, he ached to have the taste of blood on his lips again. He was terrified with what he was about to do. He was inches from her neck when he reeled back. "I hate to ask this, But..... I'm thirsty.... I only need a little... Just get something to cut your wrist with." He said turning around.