The Vampire's Servant

A Remembrance

When I entered the house, Master Marius was waiting in the entry to the living room. I nodded to him and went to the kitchen. He followed.

It was nerve-wracking I wanted him to leave me alone or tell me what he was going to do with me. Being direct could be dangerous, but I had to know.

“What can I do for you, Master Marius? I don’t know how to make you more comfortable. I need to finish my laundry and have my lunch, but you can’t possibly be entertained by watching me go about my day.”

He smirked again. He was always smirking.

“I want to taste your blood.” He said.

It was as if a bucket of icy water had been dumped on me. I felt dizzy for a moment. Victor may have promised no one would lay a fang on me, but this vampire was more powerful than he was and Victor was sleeping.

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