Elizabeth looked up when she heard the bell and went to his room. She bowed gently and kept her eyes to the floor. <You rang for me master?> She asked. Her hair was a mess from the cleaning that she did and a dirt smudge stained her face. She looked up when he spoke. <I do not know what my favorite food is master. Never had a favorite or food period. They only fed me a glass of their blood once a week.> She told him and sighed a little. She was afraid that he would get upset with her for not knowing an answer to his question. She nodded. <Yes, master. I will get dressed nicely for you if that is what you wish.> She said.