Valery looked down with his words, unlike any mortal bride he had ever chosen, she could live to see Azrael's downfall, and with the amount of discontent Raven had for her she knew she would not be far behind. She could only hope that her children would be strong enough to survive, to live on. Valery had heard rumors about Raven, before she made it to the blood cult, she wasn't so sure that he adored children as much as his father, of course, they were rumors. Though, if he feared her children ever over power him he would kill them, like most kings in power. She shook her head, pushing the thoughts far away, she didn't need the worry or the stress of those thoughts.
She found herself, thinking herself silly, worrying about the children she had yet to produce, she didn't even know if she could.
She took a deep breath, turning to look at him with a devilish smile.
Valery's delicate hands made quick work of her corset, and added with her vampiric speed she was near nude in all but a flash, the dress and undergarments laying in a pile on the floor as she crawled towards him on the bed.
"Good think I am very, very dedicated," She said, pulling her hair over one shoulder before moving over top of him, placing a delicate kiss on his neck before moving her lips to his, "Very, dedicated".