Even the escape of one of their children and failures with others did not make people doubt that they were the main ones, and all the others existed only to serve them. Not the most stupid and bad representatives of the society of the twenty-first century, caught in the conditions of an unusual world for them, refused to change their own behavior and thoughts, which sometimes led to frankly stupid ideas or decisions.
What was going on around them was perceived distantly, like a dream or a fairy tale, and the power and almost complete permissiveness only aggravated this effect. But that same power had kept them safe for now.
The whore who'd been turned into a vampire didn't last long as a maid. No sooner had she satiated herself with her first victim than she tried to get to the throat of her masters. If she'd been a little quicker, she might have succeeded, but her body was found in a dirty alley with her head torn off.
- You'd be hard pressed to find scum like these grasshopper scum! - She was so meek and submissive, but in reality she turned out to be a vicious fury.
- We should look for noble ones. They won't be so ungrateful! - the young girl next to him, reminded him of his morning idea.
It was this idea that was decided to be realized.
The elderly count, whom Alexey Gennadyevich had met in one salon, had all the parameters necessary for a couple of vampires. He was rich and noble as hell. He had a huge and cozy mansion in the center of the city and at the same time his closest relatives and heirs were some almost seven-great-uncle nephews. The perfect candidate.
Olga Viktorovna lured the aristocrat to visit. A young, beautiful girl, with outstanding forms and perfect skin, attracted the attention of all men, so she only had to wink at the aging lover and show her interest in his person, as the count abandoned everything, followed the stranger.
Already in her bed and anticipating the divine pleasure, he received the expected unforgettable sensations, but not quite what he wanted. Pain from the steel hand on his own throat and complete helplessness at the sight of the girl drinking his blood, this is not what men want in bed with a stunning woman. But it had the exact opposite effect. The man fell in love.
But not without memory, as when you are ready to carry the object of your passion in your arms and do everything she says. The Count was too old for such madness. So love was that this was the woman he wanted in his bed always and to command her like a lord, not serve her like a servant. Upon hearing the offer to become a vampire and be rewarded with health, strength, magic and eternal life, the man instantly agreed.
They didn't put off moving to the mansion of their new companion for a long time, and just before morning they moved to the count's residence in the capital, the more so because they weren't heavily burdened with things. Having comfortably settled in the new house, the couple began to make plans for the future. The first place in them was occupied by former colleagues who remained in the barony of Savoyardi.
The loss of power over nearly three hundred powerful beings had hurt his ego and he wanted to get even, but also to get everything back. It was Count Yankee who caught them discussing such plans. Unlike those who had created him, he had always been a man of action, so he had earned his current position and great wealth. For example now, while someone was dreaming, he was giving orders to the servants who were to provide their master with blood.
But not people, because in the city and near it there were enough slaughterhouses and farms, and therefore animals that were slaughtered and whose blood was simply poured into the ground. This blood was to be delivered by servants from now on. Having learned that somewhere in the neighboring kingdom there are similar creatures, the count by innocent questions learned almost the whole history of vampires and only when he heard about the escape, which in the spring made of once respected people, traitors, immediately changed his immediate plans.
As soon as the demur disappeared over the horizon, the inhabitants of the Count's mansion, in the central quarter of the capital, woke up. Yankee himself received four buckets of blood from the servants and immediately consumed them, after which, taking a two-handed sword, he quickly entered the room of his guests and cut the body of Alexey Gennadyevich in half.
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