Maguerite was a lover of mine. We went to the beaches in France, we... she was quite something. I don't think I ever recovered from what she did to my heart.

But she was a Ludlow, in the end -- they're a family that has been trying to kill me for nearly two-hundred years, now. She poisoned me, because her loyalty to her blood was thicker than her love for me.

So I killed her. Like I do every Ludlow I encounter -- or nearly every, I suppose. I've let the few good ones go.