The vampire Alaric, his eyes shining with fury, stared into hers. You are the employee, who was on your knees before him. The cup of blood slowly slipped down the master's silk clothing, staining it a deep red..

"You're incompetent!" he growled, his voice full of anger. "How dare you spill blood on my immaculate garment? This blood was not just that of any mortal! It was that of a rare princess, of the purest kind!"

you, shaking, tried to apologize, but the words were distorted by panic.

Your master took a deep breath, trying to control his growing anger. "Every drop lost will be a punishment for you. Clean it up now, or I'll be the one to clean your neck!"