A.N. — We go from someone who embraced the darker things in life, to a creature who is thought dark but may not actually be. Really, he's probably just thirsty - all the time.
66. Sanguini
Sanguini was ruing attending this party. The crush of young bodies and their alluring aroma was driving him spare. Only through years (many, many years) of practice could he suppress his vampiric instincts and act bored.
The sylph-like blonde waif at the refreshment table was testing his resolve, though.
She, too, had a disaffected air, as if the noise of the revelers couldn't touch her. Her concentration was seemingly focused on which finger food to choose. Sanguini, himself, was having a hard time choosing not to scoop her up like an hors d'oeuvre and sampling what was unwittingly on offer.