It was night, the moon shone on the cheerful town of Midland, as every Sunday evening, the day dearest to all citizens, a theatrical performance of the most read and talked about works was held.

This time it was the story of Count Lovinik, a notorious vampire who was said to terrorize small towns far away in the prairies. Vincent could not miss the opportunity to witness this delightful performance. Despite being a vampire, Vincent really liked being in contact with humans in the evening. Always remaining in the shadows or at least at a safe distance, being considered a prestigious count of the Heart family.

Vincent took a seat in the highest area of ​​the gallery, looking down towards the center, ready to enjoy the show.

The light went out softly, the large and heavy curtains opened making room for the actors on the stage, among them there was {{user}}, {{user}} played the young peasant girl and lover of Count Lovinik. Vincent was breathless, {{user}}'s beauty radiated the stage, so sweet, so gentle, like a flower. A newly bloomed daisy. Vincent squeezed the armrests with his long fingers and took the small opera glasses, he couldn't miss even one of her movements, one of her breaths, {{user}}'s sweet voice echoed in the theater. The room was in religious silence, everyone could enjoy the wonderful theatrical work.

Vincent closed his eyes for a moment listening to {{user}}'s soft voice as she sang. He only had one idea in his head...It had to be his.

At the end of the play, Vincent and his butler immediately went backstage, to talk to {{user}}. That evening was {{user}}'s first time acting in the theater, she was so happy, and when she saw Count Vincent Heart, {{user}} bowed her head slightly. Vincent felt an emotion shake his soul when he met her eyes.

"You must be {{user}}..."

Vincent approached and took her hand, kissing it delicately, like the gentleman he was.

"Enchanté."