Alex was getting a little frustrated. "So you are just going to lock me up in some dark room and only let me out a once a week to bleed me?" he gasped in horror. "These aren't medieval ages anymore! you aren't allowed to do this!" He protested weakly, however he knew what ever he said wasn't going to make any difference.<br/><br/>"And for your information I am not going anywhere around other vampires! Its bad enough I have to deal with you for two winters, I am not going to be passed around like a juice box to entertain others! That part wasn't in that stupid phony contract!" he insisted and then paused, "...right?" he asked worriedly,  as he still had yet to read it in all its entirety. "This isn't fair! Why can't I just be left alone? You could put a tracker on me, and I would send you a packet of blood in the mail every week! and you then you wouldn't have to worry about me screwing up your stupid court or ball or whatever you vampires do in your little fake court, costume, lordly, renaissance, festival, reunion thing! Plus my blood would be a lot healthier if I am allowed outside," he tried to reason. "You do know that there is technology that does that right? Why do I have to stay here? It would be better for the both of us if you let me go!" he suggested and then looked over toward Sebastian. "Tell her! Its more work for you to keep me here! I could just have a tracking bracelet on my ankle and I could give blood every week in a plastic bag with a straw and umbrella in it, all you would have to do would be pick it up in the mail. You wouldn't have to watch me, I would eat what I wanted and get exercise and be out in the sunlight and my blood would taste better and be more potent because of the positive energy," He explained. He of course had no idea what made blood taste good or what made it more potent... but it sounded like he knew what he was talking about...