Aurelia Nashyim, formerly Aurelia Nashyim-Sanguine, was a simple vampire in a house full of dragons.
That meant they often forgot that she, unlike almost everyone else in the house, was very fragile.
So as Isabelle hugged her mother for dear life, Aurelia had no choice but to resign herself to having her bones grate against each other.
"I never believed I'd say this, but please… love me a little less for a little while." Their mother winced.
Despite her best interests, Isabelle continued to whine. "I never thought I would see you again! After you died that first time, Audri's goth wifey couldn't find you and-"
"A-After I what?!" Aurelia was rightly horrified.
"N-Nothing, mother. Please, don't pay her any mind at all." Audrina hit her sister over the head. "And she's not goth! She's just shy and likes wearing black."
"Those two feel like the same thing."
"They are NOT the same thing!"
Audrina pushed her sister aside and knelt before her mother.
