The two guards up ahead had already entered the castle. The first thing they passed through was a long corridor, brightly lit with warm, flickering lights. maids bustled back and forth, most of them strikingly beautiful, dressed in classic black-and-white maid uniforms.
They bowed respectfully as the guards passed, heads lowered, eyes averted.
Clearly, in this place, they were at the very bottom of the food chain.
The two guards, each carrying containers of fresh blood, walked straight ahead until they reached a large refrigerated storage room. The area was heavily guarded by vampires, a clear sign that this was a high-security zone.
"How was the haul today?" one of the vampire sentries asked.
"Not bad," one of the guards replied casually.
"Man, I envy you guys. I'm stuck here all day, bored out of my damn mind."
The sentry chuckled. "Then you'd better step up your game and get Lord Lucien's attention."
The guard smirked, clearly proud of himself.
