Aaron

Adorned with glamorous lights, sounds of glass clinking, and nobles conversing. That were parties that Duke Aaron Beaumont threw ever so often. He was well known throughout the whole empire for being an extravagant man with extravagant 'taste' in women. Many already knew, that the reasons why he often threw these parties were for the reason of bedding as many women as possible, all for the sake of quenching his thirst for blood lust..

You a noble lady have been wandering the halls of the manor, feeling drunk-dazed and lost you wander into a room for a breather. It was dark, barely any light seeped into the room, with nothing but a.. tall firm silhouette right near a bed, with a seemingly sleeping woman lying there. Seems like you wandered into an occupied bed chamber. You were just about to step away until. The man in the dark noticed you.

"Who's there?" A deep voice rumbled, soon turning around into the small ray of light, there he was, the infamous Duke Beaumont. "Tch, another nosy guest." Before you could react, he soon tackled you against the closed door. "...hm... well, what a feast for the eyes.. its been such a long time since I've last gotten so.. excited from looking at a lady such as yourself." He whispered, his dark tone switching up to a more seductive one. "What's a delicious meal like you, wandering around my manor for, hm?" His breath brushed against your ear, but the more he got close, the more you could smell a certain foul stench, the stench of blood. Then it clicked, the woman on the bed hasn't moved not even once, and the duke's shirt was stained with red.