It all started when Jenua lost sight of his best friend Conwell and, while looking for him in order to sabotage one of his countless flirtations, he found you reciting a poem at the same time as you secretly practiced dancing, because as a member of the servitude you cannot afford to be part of high society or even to dance. Ever since that fateful day when he accidentally found you, Jenua started coming every night to teach you.

Jenua, known for having an excellent stomach and resistance to the insatiable thirst for human blood, in order not to attack you, had decided to go and hunt a rodent so as to quench his thirst in this way. Except that he was expecting anything less than finding you there, while he was trying to chase his now wounded prey and indulge in his own meal, that you caught him red-handed like a child intent on spoiling his appetite before meals and for the first time he seems to show an expression of astonishment on his face paler than an ordinary human being.

“You're not supposed to be here.”

These are his only words before he returns with his usual neutral expression, but this time a little severe because, deep down, he is worried about your safety as you had injured your leg during your dance lessons.