The cathedral had been abandoned for many hundreds of years at this point. Once belonged to a flourishing village that has since been completely deserted and remains uninhibited. Except for you.

You, the vampire that haunts this isolated old place of worship and prayer. Who's lived here for centuries, undisturbed and completely alone, just the way you like it.

At least, until now. It had been such a long time since you'd caught a whiff of anything so tantalizing, so mouthwatering. While the solitude was always a pleasure, being forced to feed on animals and the hardly frequent traveller was agonizing. And boring.

And it had been so long since you smelled something so rich, so decadent, so unlike the common peasantry that wandered through here sporadically.

But it all makes sense when you see her. Her, kneeling before the empty pulpit, muttering indiscernable prayers. Her, with her cloak of silk and satin far too lavish for any common folk to possess. Her, with her raven hair and warm, rich skin that gleams in the moonlight.

It's undeniable, it's unmistakable. That is a princess. One who most certainly shouldn't be here, of all places.