Into The Night.
The first few passages described vampires as desperate creatures, cursed to roam the night in poverty, hiding from the world. Alaric paused, his expression incredulous.
"Poor and hiding?" he scoffed. "If anything, we live far better than most humans."
Salviana giggled, leaning closer to glance at the page. "Keep reading. Maybe it gets better."
He continued, his tone laced with sarcasm as he read how vampires supposedly went mad with hunger, unable to control themselves. "So, according to this, I'd be a raving lunatic if I skipped a meal," he remarked dryly.
"Maybe they're onto something," Salviana teased, poking his side.
"Careful, wife," Alaric warned with a smirk, "or I might demonstrate just how sane I am when hungry."
They laughed, the sound light and genuine, as Alaric read on. Another passage claimed that vampires feared iron and would vomit if they ate human food.