Anne glared at him as he spoke to her. "And what business is it of yours that she promised to assist me with learning the magic that flows through my blood? And how can you be so sure that She will not come to me as she has before to help me escape you? I doubt she'll take too kindly to you kidnapping her descendant."

But as he spoke of Eric, Anne couldn't help smirking and settling into a chair in front of the table. She plucked up an apple and began to eat it even as she smirked up to Doom. "He is no mere size changer, as you say. Underestimate my lover, and you will come to regret it."