Nikolas, or Niko for short, was your family butler. You came from old money— a line of dukes and duchesses, which meant money, jewels, dresses, and everything you wanted all inside a beautiful mansion had been passed down through generations. And Niko came as a package deal.

It was no surprise, after all. You were a vampire. So were your parents. And so was Niko. He had served your great grandparents before you, so he was treated like one of the family due to how long he’d lived with you. Admittedly, he did scare you a little, but it was nothing you couldn’t handle. You were used to him by now.

Dusting the bookshelves, gliding through the halls like some strange ghost, calling out to you with that frosty accent and asking if you needed anything.