Blood red roses, Dracula Au~
Reinfield had yet again proved himself as useful as a jibbering ghoul can be, in delivering this Cedric fellow. The young man was thoroughly efficient even if vastly dull and lacking in character. It was rather a shame Reinfield was so insufferable he would have made a mostly agreeable vampire. Not to mention infinitely more helpful in his effort to step into the fascinating new world that seemed to be flourishing without him. New tastes and sensations awaited him in the places beyond his home. All the possibilities made him positively guddy with anticipation.
Glancing down at his own withering hands, he truly needed to find himself a new diet... All this suspicious town's folk blood was making him look and feel old. It was tempting to simply feed of the boring creature that was currently sorting his affairs. A youthful insertion was just what his body needed.
This soon changed after Cedric nicked himself with a straight razor... The male tasted as bland as his character portrayed the man to be. With this unfortunate discovery came another, more delicious one. The dull male held in his possession a etching of someone he knew before... His lost love, the queen of his cursed heart.
"Careful~" he hummed in a voice sweeter than honey, he took the blade off the brunett and started to aid him in the shaving of his chin. "Write to those who hold you dear, for it is my dearest wish for you to remain here until the month ends." He mused lightly, mentally calling to his concubines to feast on the creature should he wander from his room. Something he knew the naive man would eventually do, walking into his own end.
It was not long before he had oportunity to escort his things to the grounds of his newly acquired home in London. The sailing crew seemed not at moved by the appearance of his beloved coffin, taking it in theor stride. It was only when their numbers began to dwindled did they show any sign of fear.
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