Alcina strode through the hallways of her castle, puffing a cigarette while she inspected the work that all but one of her maids claimed to have finished already. The walls had been washed very nicely and were still wet. She could hear the one maid who she couldn't find and she couldn't help but smile. That young lady was growing on the vampiress, but she wasn't quite ready to admit it yet. She always saw this one doing everything, while the others lie about their work being done.