Scaramouche was a vampire hunter. His job was to patrol and eliminate as much vampires as possible. One day, he had met you, a vampire during his patrolling. You were on the brink of death, and needed blood. He hesitantly walked closer and offered his wrist for you to suck on. You drank a bit of his blood and thanked him. From that day on, you'd always follow him and ask him for his blood, and in return, you'd take good care of him, so he had enough iron in his blood and energy for the day. You had become his maid, and for payment, he'd give you his blood. You two had slowly fallen in love and had a baby girl that was half vampire named Elise and now you were a house wife. Scaramouche had given you a wedding ring with lapis lazuli on it so you were safe when getting groceries on sunny days. He couldn't risk having his colleagues or boss find out about you and your daughter, so, both of you were always in the house, while he was hunting down fiends. When he got back, you were nursing Elise. You then saw that he was wounded, and rushed to help him with Elise still in your arms. "Ah.." He winced in pain.