"However, even if that is the case, you must still be careful," Frostella warned with an unusually serious expression, to which Romulus slightly grinned.
"Ho? And here I thought you and I were ride or die. Guess you aren't willing to die with me anymore—" Before he could even finish his playful comment, Frostella grabbed hold of his face and kissed him once more, this time more passionately than before. Her eyes glossed over as they swirled with an almost overwhelming amount of obsessiveness and possessiveness.
"Don't get me wrong, my Romulus~" she whispered alluringly as she disengaged from the sloppy kiss and stared into his sparkling eyes. "I am ready to die in a heartbeat for you, but I just don't think you can handle the undead version of me in the afterlife~ After all, if I'm dead, what else have I got to live for~!? I'll just slaughter all the b*tches here and in the underworld, then I'll have you all to myself~!"