"Hm, it seems our judge is quite well-endowed, isn't he?" said Vlad, whom I'll call Dracula from now on.
"Where did you come from? Have you come to get revenge on me? If you're here for that, at least wait until I get out of the bath..."
"No, that's not why I've come. Anyway, it seems you've received a punishment worse than death, haven't you?"
"Yes... Now I can't do anything but accept my fate... Oh, by the way, Bishop Ignatius is dead..."
"Really? Did you actually killed him?"
"Not me... Marcus killed him, and I feasted on his warm blood... If you hadn't ruined the ceremony, none of this would have happened..."
"Oh, come on... And you killed Ana, didn't you?"
"Yes, but... I've asked for forgiveness for that... I really want to make up for my outburst yesterday..."
"Really? Well, who knows... Maybe you can..."
"How so?"
"Well, you could sentence people to death and give me their blood to feed on..."
