The moment I laid my back down on the furry covers of the four-post bed in the middle of the lavish bedroom I'd chosen for myself, the first thought that came to mind was: What on earth are you doing? I'd just woken up from four centuries of sleep. There really was no more sleeping to be done. Thus, I spent the night in the library, reading books – hoping to catch up with what I'd missed over the past years. I found a wealth of information there, but I knew that I'd only scratched the surface. I then realized what a great value Sofia would be to me in becoming acquainted with the world as it was now.

I picked up the fourth glass of blood that was brought to me by one of the harem girls. A gift from Vivienne.

When the girl, Gwen, tentatively came in with the first glass in hand, I didn't even care to ask where the blood came from or whose blood it was. I just drank it all up. My hunger had to be satisfied if I were to keep myself from murdering the girls who were living inside my home.