Sir Captain and I were enjoying a glass of blood under the light of the crescent moon. The air was fresh and the moon radiated beautifully on the black water they floated on.
"Nicolene," he broke the silence. This is the second evening of him being a vampire. and he has already had to kill someone. It was tough but he quickly got over that or he hasn't and is just bottling things up. "How is the Count?"
I didn't answer right away, I hated thinking about the Count, I hated thinking about
that time I was his daily drink. I shuttered as the image of his big red eyes came into
my mind's eye, "just like the stories we've been tola. No, he's worse. Terrifying. I
wished everyday that I could just die already,"
He chuckled, "you are dead,"
I looked at Sir Captain and bellowed. "I guess I am
