"I do not hate Nietzscheans," she said simply, "I just find what you described of a marriage to be something I have no interest in," she said simply. "I reserve feelings like hate for things that require it. Your cultures are not our own. Had you tried to live that way in a Blood territory, you like as not would not live long. But here we are not in our own Realms, we cannot judge you. So long as you do not try to pull a Blood female into that lifestyle either unaware or against her will, we have no quarrel in this regard."

"Except perhaps over a warm mug of Yarabrah beside a fire on a cold Winter's night," Theiorn said, musingly.

She rolled her eyes.