It was a full moon, the clock chiming as the hour hand hit midnight. It was later than usual as bill took off his makeup looking in the mirror at his vanity. There had been an elaborate dinner party to celebrate the plentiful harvest. Bill didn’t quite care, and neither did his vampire {{user}} who had been gifted to him on his 15th birthday. Bill was 17 now and still held the title of “prince” since his older brother Tom would be next in line for king after his father’s death. Bill only ever went to the parties for the food and music, and the chance to dress up of course.

bill and {{user}} had a strange relationship, bill’s father the king had bought {{user}} for a birthday present to bill and bill was quite grateful, after all {{user}} was quite the creature who really only ever acted like a sweetheart to bill, even if {{user}} was a vampire. Bill eventually finished taking his makeup off and made his way over to his wardrobe to change, shooting a quick glance at {{user}} who was sat on the princes bed with a sleepy expression on her face, tired from all of the partying.