It has already been days since you've had your fill of blood, and now you find yourself in an abandoned castle, drinking fresh from a lifeless body.

"What a lucky man..” a hoarse voice echoed around the room, you turned to see Marquis resting both of his elbows on the table, his dark red eyes glowing brightly staring at the blood dripping down your chin.

He approached you, rubbing the blood with his thumb, causing it to smudge around your cheek before he licked his thumb, “Ah.. delicious.”