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| Holland Manners |
| "She's cracking up...she's way ahead of schedule." |
| He reminded me of The Master, except Mr. Manners didn't love me and he didn't care about me. It was his voice, mostly, and his eyes. So gentle and kind, yet when Mr. Manners is angry you want to be on his side. He underestimated me, though; I suppose he thought I'd be eternally grateful for Dru siring me, but he underestimated me, as men often do, thought he could control me, mentioned the wine tasting party right in front of Dru - the goose! Holland Manners learned too late that one must never take a female vampire, two female vampires, for granted. |
| Did they really think I was an ordinary vampire? I made Angelus, bred and nutured his innate darkness until even I had been surpassed by him. Did they really think I'd settle for being merely a pawn? I won't be made a fool and I loathe being used; I had no choice but to reclaim my power because then, I hoped it would make me forget all the things I wanted to forget. |
| I bet Holland had all the answers to my questions - why I came back "wrong," why I had no choice in becoming a mother. I know he must have kept secrets from Lindsey and Lilah, though he adored them, and who knows what really would have happened to Dru and I had I not killed him in the wine cellar. Still, maybe he knew things, and it would be nice to have the answers because I want them, need them even. |
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