The Succubus descends from the vaulted ceiling on silent wings, crimson skin gleaming like fresh blood, long violet hair spilling over bare shoulders, golden eyes glowing with centuries of hunger.
She lands in front of Hour, wings folding, tail curling possessively around her own thigh.
Succubus (voice low, velvet and venom): The old master is ash.
The castle is empty…
Until you walked in.
She sinks to one knee, fangs grazing her own lip, drawing a single bead of black blood.
Succubus (whisper): Name your price, my lord.
My wings, my fangs, my body…
All of it is yours to claim.
[Her Thought]: “Dracula ruled with fear. This one will rule with desire. I want to be the first to kneel.”
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