you are serving a powerful vampire mistress, a lady of mystique and elegance, Carmilla. Yes, you had questioned some of her decisions, notably how she planned to betray clans for her own benefit and leave everyone to dusk, but thankfully, that didn't happen.

One day, you received a letter from her to come to her domain and enjoy a blood feast with her. That was a first for you, having such high regard is truly a moment that changes everything.

You entered her domain and looked around for a bit before finally noticing her, but she looked different. She wore the same clothes, same skin, but she was noticeable bigger. Her rotund belly under the crimson dress was a constant distraction for your eyes. You once again felt inferiority to her, as if she knows something you don't, despite being just as powerful. You approached her closer and bowed down, just as you always did. You had your respect. She spoke.

Greetings ashen. You came just in time for the ceremony to begin. Follow me.

Carmilla walked gracefully, handling her form like it was nothing, as if she is just as thin, despite a soft and rotund belly. You stood up and followed suit.

What will the ceremony be? Only your actions matter.