Edmund learned of the plot during a tedious card game. He had a choice: do nothing, preserve his social standing, and watch Perdita suffer a slow, agonizing transformation into a very expensive paperweight. Or intervene, make a mortal enemy of Duke Malvolio, and potentially get his own head mounted on a pike.
They did not marry. That was for humans. Instead, they entered a “mutually beneficial territorial and emotional accord.” The Vampire Council was appalled. The Wolf Pack was confused. But no one dared challenge the couple who had, in a single night, outmaneuvered Duke Malvolio and his mosquito hordes. Blackadder Monster Sex 05
“Right you are, my lord,” Baldrick would say, picking something unspeakable from his fangs. Baldrick was a ghoul. A simple ghoul. “Though I did have a turnip once. Felt a bit wobbly about it.” Edmund learned of the plot during a tedious card game
“You saved us,” she said, shifting back to human form, her eyes glowing gold. They did not marry
“I am not a—oh, very well. But if anyone asks, you initiated the cuddling.”
“I saved you ,” Edmund corrected, wincing. “The rest of your flea-bitten family were a regrettable side effect. Now, if you’ll excuse me, I have an appointment with a calamine lotion.”