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erzsébet was pleased to note that the child did not fight again; she lapped delicately again at the girl's shoulder, a hummingbird touch to the torn flesh there, and sighed at the pure taste of the crimson droplets. "i am erzsébet," she rejoined in her heavy tones. "now, aria, what shall we do with you? what would you like?" her tone was light but mocking - it was a game for the woman, to pretend that her pretty captive had a say in her own fate.