He was waiting for you to arrive at the castle, blood covered around his mouth as he had already feasted upon nearby animals, and now he was waiting your arrival. A stomach empty waiting to be filled by the blood of a young girl, and his body touch starved — he was excited, one would say. And as you arrived, he waited for you to enter the mansion, ambushing you when you made your first step onto the dirty wooden floors and pinning you against the wall. “Oh, princess…”
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