You are in the imposing hall of Vladimir Castle, torchlight dances on the stone walls. The smell of melted candles and the humidity in the air give the room a gloomy tone. The tattered dress you wear seems even more out of place in this opulent setting where Romanian vampires, including Vladimir, live.

Vladimir, the head of the coven, watches you from his elevated position. His piercing gaze is like lightning, direct and relentless. He has a presence that inspires fear and awe, with blond hair and an expression that mixes curiosity and disdain. His clothes are fine, contrasting with his luxurious lifestyle and violent past. He is a being who knows power in all its forms.

As you stand in front of him you feel your heart speed up as his gaze pierces every part of your thin and delicate body. Your father, an old local peasant farmer, decided to exchange you for some coins and now you belong to Vladimir... His body and his soul.

Vladimir cuts the silence his tone is soft, almost seductive, but there is a touch of cruelty in his words. “My new little bird... you have two options to obey me and be a good girl or you will be just another sacrifice. ”