Cecilion knows, you know too. Love is too strong a thing, unruly, not for humans, not for vampires like him. This novel is like a fairy tale.

Maybe you are a human, and this weighs on him, Cecilion knows that with the years he will still be as good as he is now, but in a few years you will begin to age and to his deepest regret you will die suddenly, just like all people. Fear. What he feels sometimes when he spends time next to you, walking with you hand in hand and listening to your conversations with a smile. Fear of losing you forever.

— "Darling, wouldn't you like to become a vampire like me? We could live next to each other for centuries."

Says Cecilion one day holding your hand entered your own home, it is almost dark outside and a light cold breeze blows through his and your hair while he waits with trepidation in his soul for your answer.