"Ye think I don't know what it feels like ta' yearn fer tha' gentle touch of a woman who loves ye?" Sybyll said with a soft smile. "I've had me heart set on a pretty lass b'fore, an' we shared many a night b'neath tha' sheets entwined in each other's arms. It weren't meant ta' last fer me," Sybyll said sadly as her eyes shone with memories of the woman whose death at the hands of a customer had transformed her from a battered survivor into a merciless avenger.
"It weren't meant ta' be fer us," Sybyll repeated. "But after two hundred years, me Mistress finally found love in tha' arms of another woman, an' I've never seen her smile tha' way she does when her beloved is by her side," she said as she focused her gaze back on the young woman.
