The Slave Market

"Prince Izaak, why don't you get a slave for yourself?" asked Nikitin as he sipped the wine. "A human slave specifically. She can even fulfill your needs," he added with a smirk. 

"And how do you know my needs, Nikitin?" Izaak questioned, bringing the cup close to his mouth. 

"Your Highness will get a constant blood supply from a human. And he can even ask her to please you," Nikitin stated. 

"Since when did you join this slave market?" Izaak inquired, furrowing his brows and gulping the wine at the same time. 

"I've been a part of it for a year now," answered Nikitin. 

"Unfortunately, I left that path long ago. I'm not longer interested in taking any slave to my bed," Izaak replied, telling Nikitin that he should also leave such a community, where human slaves were sold and bought. 

"But that's what humans should do for us," Nikitin commented.