I sit in my throne, it’s black and guilded with a floral pattern in the wood very grand, very regal. I’m slumped with my legs hanging over an arm of it, a glass of blood in my hand. I’m listening to an “advisor" drone on and on about several treaties and relations and blah, blah blah, blah. It’s agonisingly boring. I want to run away and play with one of my toys. My favourite toy is a witch. She crossed me long ago but I spared her life. She is useful to me. Very useful. The thing with vampires is, we mislead and manipulate but not without reason. Our world has laws much like your world. Believe it or not, we are not fans of killing. Unless there is cause. We don’t need that much blood and we can heal the wounds, we leave on our food. I’ve drained a human dry before. I felt bloated and couldn’t eat for a week. Gross. Yes, it was wrong but when you are bored, you’re bored. Note, I am above the laws. "Majesty, will you honou
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