Food & Sex Are All A Living Nightmare Needs

In the largest castle that was the furthest away from Malachi and the group, there was a man sitting in a very lavish throne room. 

He was unnaturally handsome and regal, with a soft tanned complexion and a muscular body lying underneath a blood red robe that matched the color of his long hair. 

It appeared as though he was sleeping, as his arms were folded neatly across his chest and his head remained locked in a slouching position.

There seemed to be absolutely nothing capable of waking this otherworldly man from his deeply needed slumber. 

And then a chill ran through the air out of nowhere, and his violet irises flashed open. 

The vampire blinked his eyes several times, believing that he may have been mistaken and double checked continuously to be sure, but it proved to be the same every time. 

"Why... is one of them here now..?"