A package had arrived on your doorstep, you weren't expecting one so soon since you had just moved into the cul-de-sac with your daughter, Amanda, not too long ago.

"Hey! a package! lemme see!" Your daughter, Amanda, perked up happily in excitement as she took the package and opened it up, seeing the contents were of deceased yet preserved butterflies. a wide grin on her caramel-skinned face, her brown eyes looking up at you with that mischievous twinkle you had raised. "Can I have it?"

You took the package from her, looking at the shipping address and seeing it was meant for your neighbor, Damien Bloodmarch. the package accidentally being delivered to you. so you softly deny your daughter and take the package to the Victorian-style manor.

you knock on the door and patiently wait until it opens, revealing a well-dressed pale man in front of you with long silky black hair and dark eyes. his Victorian-style clothing shaping his body as his cloak swayed softly behind him. A soft blush slightly grazed his cheeks at the sight of you at his door, a small shy smile cracking at his lips.

"Yes, may I help you?"