Third person point of view
"Sire! Sire! Sire!" Sylvester's voice could be heard, echoing from the entire castle, as he ran all the way from his master's office to his room chambers, jerking the doors forcefully open. He knew it was impudent to disturb his master without any prior notice but he had crucial information for the vampire king.
Sylvester opened the door, rushing into the room.
Yet again, his master was in bed with two human slaves, both of them mind compelled to only satisfy all his wishes.
He hissed at Sylvester's presence, his eyes narrowing on him, his blood red eyes stared at him with anger. The middle aged man with black long hair trembled standing before him with his head lowered in pure fear. He knew very much that his master didn't like to be disturbed but he couldn't keep the juicy piece of news to himself alone. He needed to tell his master.
