Far from Warine, in Hurthend, the land of vampires, a man left his room. His hair draping down around his face and he didn't bother with it. Bringing up his hand, the man wiped the corner of his lips, wiping away the trace of blood that settled there. One servant walked out of the place, when the male servant turned his body to cross path with the vampire, immediately he bowed deep down.
When seeing the only son of the house raising his hand slightly to dismiss the servant then lifted his face to see how the man's shirt which was white and his brown vest was drenched in red blood color, the male servant flinched in surprise.
