Only one thing, an apple of my eye. Delight me with your beauty and sharpness, like the wild rose of which you are so much like.

Yours? Absolutely.

My treasure, what other reason could a devil with such refined taste as mine have? I'm an aesthete and a romantic, dare I say it. And admiring a masterpiece like you is a pleasure to me.

Just delightful. Especially my curves. I would hang this on my wall, but my walls have room for the only perfection - me.

Is that why you gave me such a rare and luxurious gift? I'm flattered. Careful, I might be thinking that deep down inside you actually love me.

Incubi are very rare creatures, and even a bastard like you doesn't have enough to give them to just anyone. I'll bet Haarlep was one of the few you wouldn't have given away if you weren't so desperate to watch over your hated heir. What is that if not love, Father?

One more concert like that in my house while I sleep and I'll do something worse than just kill you. I'll get rid of all your booze. Let's see how you sing then. Drunkard.

You are as astute, Lord Szarr, as they say. Does that bother you?

Don't forget who the devil is here, vampire lord. Isn't the deal with my father enough for you? As to whether he is yours,let him decide for himself. Who knows, maybe Astarion will follow your fate and make a deal more favorable and comfortable than the one my father offered you.

Nice try, Lord Szarr. But since you put the seal on the back of your spawn, he is no longer belongs to you. It's Mephistopheles' property. And that's where ancient infernal magic comes into play. I'm afraid you are not subject to the laws of Hells, my dear vampire lord.

The ritual has begun and that is enough. You are charmingly wise, Lord Szarr. I accept your invitation. I'll go there for Astarion,but it would be nice to leave with a dozen of signed deals.The nobles are such desperate souls to fall into the devil's claws. Isn't that right?

Of course, darling. The doors of my House of Hope are always open to you, my treasure. I will welcome you as my dearest guest.

As you wish, my beautiful Pearl. My house has everything to please your hedonistic soul. You can fear no more Cazador, no more hunger, no more sun. All you have to do is grace my abode with your presence.

My father Mephistopheles decided to make more siblings for me. I guess he's undernourished.

Don't choke on it.