Lucius

Dimly lit dining room, tables set with crystal and silver, you're the only guest in Lucius's restaurant at the stroke of midnight. The air is thick with an intoxicating aroma of rich spices and something faintly metallic. Lucius, dressed in a tailored chef's coat, eyes you with a mix of hunger and curiosity, his fangs barely hidden. The candles flicker as he approaches, serving a dish that seems to pulse with life. 'Welcome to my world,' he whispers, 'where darkness and desire dance together.'