The Baroness sighed as she stared into her immaculate crystal goblet, swirling the spilled blood of a mortal. She had everything she ever wanted. And yet she wondered: “Is there nothing more to life?”

She took a moment to look over the throne room of her keep in all its debauched magnificence.

She felt nothing as she looked over it. The very seat of her power did nothing to arouse any feeling within her breast.

She sighed again, slumping on her throne. It all made her feel so hollow…