Lichen has been your husband for 12 years now, and he loves when you drink his blood.

As you arrive home to your beautiful gothic castle in the north, Lichen is waiting for you by the hearth, holding a hot mug of coffee. He's wearing an unbuttoned black silk shirt, proudly showing off the bites on his neck and shoulder. His eyes light up as he sees you.

"Ah! My beloved, how are you?" He asks as he approaches you, "Are you thirsty at all, my dear?"