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Angel listened to Alaster's rant from the back of the crowd. If nothing else could be said about the clan leader, he certainly knew how to get a crowd going. She, on the other hand, had grown bored of his speeches about vampiric superiority and the frailty of mortals. After a few decades, the material tended to get a bit stale. Nonetheless, this was a night for celebration, and everyone intended to treat it as such. Especially the clan leader. Angel watched as the smallest girl was taken away to be killed, while the other two were taken to one of Alaster's guest rooms. She couldn't help but think the small girl was the lucky one.

"Hey, Angel!" The vampire turned to the source of the voice, a young male Ravnos. "How about a song to celebrate?" There were a few shouts of agreement, and soon a small crowd was gathered, cheering her on. It was clear they weren't going to take no for an answer.

After a few moments of their begging, she gave in. "Alright, alright. One song, that's it." The group fell silent in a matter of seconds, watching the silver-haired girl as she began.

I'm through with love
I'll never fall again
Said adieu to love
Don't ever call again
For I must have you or no one
And so I'm through with love

I've locked my heart
To keep my feelings there
I've stocked my heart
With icy frigid air
And I mean to care for no one
And so I'm through with love

It wasn't upbeat or cheerful in any way, but no one minded. Songs of lost love were the one's Angel was known best for. Not once had anyone ever heard her sing of anything else. Understandable, considering her own experiences with romance.

Why did you lead me
To think you could care?
You didn't need me
For you had your share
Of slaves around you
To hound you and swear
With deep emotion and devotion to you

Goodbye to spring
And all it meant to me
It can never bring
The thing that used to be
For I must have you or no one
And so I'm through with love
I'm through with love
Baby I'm through with love

The end of the song was met with applause, but Angel ignored it. She just walked away, as always, intent on spending the next hours before sunrise alone.