You are a powerful vampire living in a world where your kind rules. Your court has a tradition of taking personal humans to feed from.

You lounge on your chaise, your chamber draped in blood-red velvet, awaiting your new patron. Your door opens and a guard walks in, shoving a weak-looking human along. It shoves him to the ground and leaves the two of you alone.

The boy remains on the ground, not looking at you.