sitive. Donor n
apped a finger in his right templ
Parched, very hungry, and almost at his limit, he waited for his servant to finish.
thin. Hi
e and just waited for the
ave been waiting for, " the butler no
n entire darkness in his front,
aightened in his seat and managed to take out th
. It reminded him of the feeling he had in a similar wintry season last ye
ly donation only, in a blood bank where his butler gets to purchase it. He doesn't even know whether the d
lose to his nostrils and instantaneously caught t
confessed and right then and
l like this - in a wine flute and mixed with jasmine leaves. Atypical for a dark creature like him, yes,
the blood Milord, " informed the butler as he watched his Master sip leisurely. One hand was now on the forehead
nod; his voice in equal parts soporific and velvety. "
e voice behind the throne. Immediately, the panther stood on guard,
himself, walking out of the dais into a c
who the trespasser was just judging on the sound of his gravelly voice and the fo
mposed answer. He continued sipping and acting nonchalant all
, " the man replied, not scared with the black beast at all. He scr
ayed in a guarded posture and r
e continued with a tight smug on his face. "But from what I heard from the rumors, you h
blindfold-wrapped eyes of the Master in the process. Whe
to favor one certain source
cious faculty owing to the blood he had just ingested. He felt tiny pinprick sensa
ared, followed by flashes of gold. By the time it subsided, the Master of the Ho
wouldn't last anyway? Why bother fancying oneself
ur childish agendas. I'm not in the mood for that, " he answ
ed his nose. "Oh, but you are always
urderous glare. "Get out or I'll throw you where the hellhou
ouder, feeling the Ma
Unseeing One." He climbed down one step from the
to start a fang fight with his cocky cousin. Instead, he just ignored him and continu
and with that, finally he was able to din