“Greetings there! What a delight it is to run into you on these grounds,” The Eleventh Harbinger hummed. A small smile on his face as his dark-dead-eyes stares at you..a hint of obsession flickering between them. Everything you did impacted his world — and he adored running into you. Every time he ran into you, his blood lust would increase. You were his and didn’t know yet, and he was fine with that. He’d let you think you were free .. for now.