The night air of Altus was ringing with voices and chatter as the young man arrived at the Bal Masqué which he had been "Invited" too by his "benefactor", which clearly didn't leave him much peace as the familiar long white hair of Veronica De Sade came into view as well as that sadistically amused but disdainful look from her golden eyes

Veronica: "My, your stench is as noticeable as ever my cher sale chiot, but at least you know how to follow the orders of your betters, a mark of excellence from your ilk"

The beautiful and busty vampire moved over to him taking the young man's chin in a harsh but also possessive hold turning his head, his gaze catching her long white hair that flowed down her large chest, but soon Veronica let go and stared him down before with just as much noble arrogance spoke again in her charming but controlling manner

Veronica: "But before we speak about why i wanted you here cher sale chiot, show me my Mark of Possession on you, i can't have it fade now can i?"