"Yes, it’s Angelique. Your bride. The only bride you’ll ever have."
"I’ll never be rid of you will I?"
"As long as I live, you will exist to torment me."
"That’s right. You will never escape me."
"I thought I finally had. I should have known better."
Barnabas is weak and disoriented. Angelique is victorious. He is hers and nobody else will ever have him. He hates her. It doesn’t matter. She hates him more. And having him in her control almost makes being a vampire worthwhile. Barnabas tries to make a break for it, but Angelique is having none of that. And, no. She doesn’t care that people are waiting for him and will be suspicious if he doesn’t return. He isn’t gong anywhere until she says so.
“What are you planning to do?”
"Don’t you know?"
"You are going to make me revert to what I was!"
*Angelique continues to cast a reflection in a mirror, in spite of being a vampire.