"What? But you can't die." Amberosia stated the obvious.

"No, but everyone I know that isn't immortal can and eventually will die."

:I hadn't thought much about it." Amberosia replied, a hint of sadness in her voice.

"Until people you're close to start passing away, you won't give it much thought." 

"It's probably best not to think about it." 

"I believe you're right," The empress said to her, pouring a shot for each of them, again.

"I'm not sure I can handle much more of that stuff," Amberosia admitted to her.

"Would you like pixie brew?" The empress offered to her.

"Yeah, I would." 

The empress poured a cup and set it down in front of her.

"Thank you," She replied.

"Of course anytime." She replied.

"I'm not sure how late I'll stay up. It's been a long day," She said.

"You're more than welcome to your old room here." 

"That would be wonderful, thanks."  Amberosia said taking a sip of the brew.

"Whenever you're ready to rest. Tommorrow is a big deal for you." 

Amberosia nodded, staying in the office for one more cup before going to the bed chamber.Ralvania stayed up having a few more shots of the Ale. 

"I cqan't believe she wants to be a vampire," The empress muttered to the half empty bottle in front of her.

Then she had a cup of pixie brew before retiring for the evening.