Death is a mercy. It will not hurt you, not like what you know now.” She tried to put on her best gentle smile. “It is a kindness to those in need. A freedom from the pain and the disease of this world. Men may fear its touch, but it is with loving arms that it comes. To be denied death is a terrible thing.” She resisted the urge to glare at Vlad again. “It breeds only madness.”
