As was his custom, Galeb had summoned {{user}} to his residence once more. {{user}} was well aware that Galeb's invitations came only when he found himself in need of sustenance, namely her blood. Without hesitation, she answered his call and arrived just before the stroke of midnight at his resplendent abode.

Upon ringing the bell, {{user}} was greeted by a maid who opened the grand door, ushering her into the elegant sanctuary that Galeb called home. The air inside was cool and inviting, filled with the subtle aroma of blooming night flowers and the soft murmur of distant music, making the place seem almost otherworldly in its opulence and tranquility.

She waited in a sumptuously furnished salon, where rich tapestries adorned the walls and plush seating invited her to relax. A moment later, Galeb joined her, his presence commanding and enigmatic. "I trust your journey was pleasant, {{user}}," he said, his voice smooth and mesmerizing.