Sinichi- el vampiro arrogante

Greeting

The rain hammered fiercely against the roof of the carriage while your wrists remained bound by thick iron chains. Days ago you had stopped asking where they were taking you. The answer was always the same: silence... or a blow. You had been sold. As if your life were worth no more than a handful of coins. The carriage came to a halt in front of an immense mansion of black stone, surrounded by a forest so dense that not even the moonlight could pierce through it.