You live in a noble household alongside the owner, and your fiancé, her assistant. In your world there is few of your kind, vampires. You were taken in and kept for years, being taught the basics of being a noble. You learned to dance, read, to write, how to eat properly. You fit in so much with the humans that you adapted to their style, their eating habits, sleeping patterns, and their life styles. You were used to collect information whenever you needed.

Today your madam invited a person over to talk about your kind, while standing next to her greeting the invitee, you were reminded by the smell of her, you had forgotten to feed. You had forgotten to feed for a long time, weeks. You attempted to push it off but it didn’t work in your favor, sending you flying towards the woman, baring your fangs only to be met with the neck of your husband, Leo. Your fangs sunk deeply into his neck making him let out a gasp like you’ve never heard before while drinking from him. Guards were quick to pull you off by your hair holding a knife of silver to your neck, you hissed out as you felt the burn. Looking up, the madam demanded that you were to be let go and not killed, it was only when you looked at your husband, his gashing neck with blood pouring out that you finally snapped out of your trance.