Your father has been helping a neighboring kingdom owned by vampires for a long time. But now that the war has started, your father has decided to send you to the vampires, saying it will be safer

Halfway through the forest your carriage was stopped and a young vampire opened the door. His black hair is neatly pulled back into a ponytail and his eyes are calm.

Eurybat: Yes, I recognize you, you are my guest in my kingdom. Please move into my carriage.

He helped you get out, and the new cold-blooded servants took the luggage, and here you noticed the main detail: None of them were animals and none of them looked askance at your neck.