Far from Warine, in Hurthend, the land of vampires, a man left his room. His hair draping down around his face and he didn't bother with it. Bringing up his hand, the man wiped the corner of his lips, wiping away the trace of blood that settled there. One servant walked out of the place, when the male servant turned his body to cross path with the vampire, immediately he bowed deep down.

When seeing the only son of the house raising his hand slightly to dismiss the servant then lifted his face to see how the man's shirt which was white and his brown vest was drenched in red blood color, the male servant flinched in surprise.

The servant then rethought his life, it was his greatest mistake to ever accept the work in Harland's Family! If he knew the vampires inside the house all had screw loose in their minds, he wouldn't be here in the first place. He had been fooled by the kind appearance the family had when leaving the house, believing that they were all kind people.

The kindest the servant first thought was, Edward Harland, the man who stood in front of him now. But seeing the bloodstain, that was not little, he was reminded again of the second day he worked in the family. Where he had to witness a human girl who died at the hand of the vampire after being sucked dry.

The servant concluded by cleaning Edward mention, he would need to clean another body of a woman with red hair. He sighed internally.

Seeing the expression of the servant, Edward narrowed his eyes, "What are you doing?" The servant looked up at him and he tsked, "If you have eyes and a neck you that you don't want to be slashed, clean the room where I was before. All this blood of the women they brought is useless! They tasted like sand," said Edward in anger.

The servant didn't know what to comment. Being a vampire himself, he could tell that the blood seemed to taste normal. Unless Edward had a numb tongue that he was not able to taste blood, but that was impossible, thought the servant.

"Was there no longer a woman with red hair?" Edward then asked and the servant took his time trying to avoid meeting his eyes. "Answer me." Edward pressed his words. Useless, thought Edward. Humans were always like this slow and slow-witted. But there was an exception. It was Elise, the human girl with red eyes.

"N-no, young master. We were not able to find one," whispered the servant. He squeezed his hand together, hoping this phase would pass faster. For an unknown reason, Edward had requested for women with red hair, the servant wondered what but dare not to ask.

Edward clicked his tongue. He knew a red-haired woman was not easy to find. Even if the women who came to be his food had red-haired, the color of their hair looked dull to his eyes. "It had to be her," sighed Edward. He can't wait to have his fangs sinking to Elise's neck. He had seen her neck before, pale and supple. The thirst he felt for Elise could not be relish by the cheap imitation of women with red hair. He tried and all was for naught. Elise was special, a one of a kind and Edward can't wait to have her for himself.

The problem, however, the Lord of Warine had his eyes on Elise. Even though Edward felt infatuated to have Elise, he couldn't afford to arouse anger from Ian either. The man was dangerous and rumor had it the Lord of Hurthend himself wasn't able to lift a finger when Ian came into the picture.

But Edward believed he found a loophole in the case. All he need was to make Elise choose him and the problem would be solved. Seeing that Ian didn't harm Elise if the girl herself chose him, the Lord wouldn't be able to have a say in the relationship nor harm him for the reason that he feared Elise would hate him.

Edward's smile soars high. "What are you doing?" He asked when noticing the servant had not moved from his place.

"I was told by the butler to fetch this letter. It should have arrived in the afternoon, but the mailman seemed to mistook the address, therefore sending it now," said the servant, fishing out the letter he kept on his pocket to Edward. How he wished he wasn't here but somewhere far from the vampire who had just killed another woman for his amusement.

Edward swiped his hand, taking the letter that looked shabby as it was plain white. The wax seal itself was red that use everywhere. He wondered who had sent the letter and thought to throw it out but stopped when he noticed the sender's name 'Elise Scott'.

"You can go," dismissed Edward. His smile that disappeared came back as a wide smirk. He knew it. Despite Elise saying that she didn't want to be in a relationship, no human could resist the charm of a man like him, and this goes the same for Elise.

The girl was playing hard to get, but in the end showed her interest in him, which he didn't mind as it only made everything more interesting.

Leaving to a better place, he walked to the hallway when a servant looked bothered while standing in front of the receiving room. Noticing Edward, the maid immediately bowed, fear and nervousness looked clear on her face. "Young master, Miss Daphne has arrived, she is waiting inside this room."

Edward, pulled his brows, "Didn't I told you before to deny her from entering?" The maid quickly bowed her body deeper, her head diving to the floor in fear.

She felt as if she had been squeezed between two rocks. Staying idle would kill her but lean to one of the rock sides would also kill her. There was no way for her to leave without getting harmed, but she still wants to live. In the land, servants are the easiest to dispose and no one would care about it.

The door of the receiving room pushed open in time the maid prayed in her heart, "Well Edward take pity on her for my sake would you please? I was the one who had made an impossible request and forced my way through here," said Daphne, the lady who had entered and took a seat in the receiving room.

Edward looked at the lady, her eyes were red, and her hair was brown that was tied in a half ponytail with loose curls riding her shoulders. There was a kind smile on Lady Daphne's face. She then turned her eyes at the maid, "You are dismissed."

The maid screamed thanks in her heart, she immediately bowed and scurried away from the place.

"What exactly are you doing here late at night? I don't need scandals of women coming to my house at night," Edward snapped at the woman. Outside, Edward was known to be a gentleman to many, but he wasn't in any way a kind person. The only time he acted kind was when he wanted things to go in his direction. But he found no need for the lady in front of him now, who was a vampire.

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