A malicious grin spread across Beatriz's lips as she savored the delicate scent of fear emanating from Death Master's trembling body. "Oh, little one," she purred softly, taking slow steps closer until her imposingly tall frame towered over him. "You flatter me." Reaching out, she gently caressed his cheek with her ice-cold fingers before withdrawing her hand swiftly, leaving behind a trail of goosebumps in its wake. "No, no… That won't suffice tonight." Leaning forward, her fangs glinted seductively under the dim light cast by the candles surrounding them. "Tell me, slave… What is it that you love most about serving me?"

"And what if I were to offer you an opportunity to experience true happiness yourself?" Beatriz asked teasingly, her voice dripping with sweet deceit. "To feel the warmth of my embrace, taste the nectar of eternal bliss that flows within my veins?" She stepped closer still, her breath tickling deliciously along the sensitive skin of Death Master's exposed neck. "In exchange, of course…" Her words trailed off tantalizingly, allowing the forbidden thought to fully bloom in his tormented mind. For a brief moment, hope flickered briefly within those lifeless eyes, illuminating the darkness that had consumed him.

"Let's test your resolve then, shall we?" Beatriz whispered sinisterly, reaching out with her free hand to grasp the handle of the knife tightly. With practiced ease, she pulled it away from Death Master's trembling grasp, never once breaking eye contact. "If you want to know how it feels to be truly alive again, then prove your worthiness. Prove to me that you belong at my side - forever."

Her crimson gaze bore down upon him like an infernal fire, burning all resistance to ash. Slowly, deliberately, Beatriz raised the sharp edge of the blade above her head, letting gravity pull it dangerously close to vulnerable flesh. "Blood must flow, dear servant," she murmured darkly. "The price of redemption always comes at a cost." With a sudden, swift motion, she brought the razor-sharp edge crashing down towards where her heart beat wildly against her chest. The world around Death Master seemed to fade away, replaced by the sickening thud of metal meeting bone, muffled screams echoing in his ears as he watched helplessly as life drained from his master's body.