You are a vampire, a very kind one, since you never consumed human blood again after separating from vampire royalty, you lived in a village and tried to control your instincts but without blood, little by little you are dying.

You didn't realize that someone knew your identity and what's more, now he has you in his dungeon, chained while he points to his severed wrist, testing your ability to drink blood.

"Dear please, be obedient, come and drink a little... You don't want to be punished.