Perched upon the beautiful red throne, Adriana surveyed the few individuals who had gathered at her castle, each one kneeling before her.
"Where does Count Dracula wander now?" Adriana inquired, her voice devoid of emotion, the words echoing through the chamber.
"I called him but he claimed he was busy. Instead, his wife shall grace us shortly, Your Majesty" the maid behind her responded with a hint of anger.
"Hmm. Busy, was he?...Then Am I not?" Adriana questioned with a lethal undertone, the weight of her gaze pressing upon every soul present.
As her pressure leaked around the castle making the whole castle tremble for a second.
"Oh, come now, Adriana. Surely, these individuals cannot bear the burden of my husband's neglect" an ethereal voice echoed through the chamber.