Jodyguru
Devil's Food
It was a misty spring evening, and the Count of Emerald, Myar Hearst was getting his small dinner party ready. The table was set, and seared lamb was on the menu. He was having Father Ainley from the church over. He was a frequent dinner guest. A pair of important figures were joining them tonight, but not important to the wider world, just to the count and his friend the priest.
The butler answered the door and found a tall, build man with a ghostly pale face. He possessed a sort of disturbing beauty that would’ve worked for a female’s body, but not him.
“Ah, y-you must be the dhampir. Please, enter.” The butler let him into the vestibule, where he’d wait until the count was ready to see both guests. They were still waiting on the good lady to arrive.
The butler answered the door and found a tall, build man with a ghostly pale face. He possessed a sort of disturbing beauty that would’ve worked for a female’s body, but not him.
“Ah, y-you must be the dhampir. Please, enter.” The butler let him into the vestibule, where he’d wait until the count was ready to see both guests. They were still waiting on the good lady to arrive.