Anabella was startled by a loud knocking noise coming from the entrance of the mansion. It was just so loud, and her head hurt as if someone  hit her in the back of the head. It wasnâ€™t necessarily a headache. But it was partly from the flash of some sort of scene in her head. Her vampire instincts were also driving her insane. It felt as if she would need to feed soon. Or rather as if she needed to suck the blood of something till it shriveled up and died. She had felt this feeling a long time ago. Back when she was young and had to heal her eye wound. This feeling was so rare that it put her in an odd state. She was so stunned by the sound of someone knocking that it took her all of 5 seconds in vampire time to get to the door. In human time that would be about 2 seconds and maybe less.<br/><br/><span style="font-style: italic">"I wish to have an audience with the lord of this keep! Open the door!"</span>Yelled a very male voice. She was so taken aback by hearing the word lord that she swung open the door , and backed up a little. This man was old, and he obviously didnâ€™t look like it. She was stunned. Of course technically she was old. But that didnâ€™t matter to her just as age was a forbidden word to her.<br/><br/>She waved her hand for the man to come in. Her mind was still pounding inside her head. This man made her more self conscious of her eye patch than any human ever had , and it was also noticeable that this was not a human. "Lord of this keep?" She laughed her white vampire teeth shining a little. Unlike most vampires she brushed her teeth every day that way they looked pretty. Even though her teeth could never fall out or get cavities. It was just something she was use to. " I guess in terms I would be the lord of this keep. In actuality I am the owner of this mansion, and of the premises that you stand on. Lordâ€™s are no longer." She gave a weak smiled and started walking or for a vampire really slowly walking towards the kitchen.<br/><br/>The hall way was decorated in a way that made the home look traditional. It was curved like a cave, and had a mural painting of a wolf howling. It was the image of a wolf that roamed her forest. She rarely ever went outside unless it was for food to restock her kitchen, or to find a human to drink blood from. But out of all the times she had been out she always saw the same wolf wandering the woods.<br/><br/>At last she made it to the kitchen. Then she began to feel a pain in her head. Quickly she brought her hand to forehead trying to relieve the pain in her head as her deep blue took in the man. Trying to sear his image into her brain. "I must seem rude not to introduce myself. My name is  Anabella Lovelace. I am the only vampiress around these parts. Since even my own kind finds me very odd. But my question to you is how did you find these parts. It isnâ€™t as if I am very well known. Well maybe I am. But why would a man like you search for me? And dear lord what do you need the lord of this premises for?" To keep herself busy she stumbled to the refrigerator and ripped the door open. She pulled out a bottle of monster and slammed it onto the table. Not that she could ever drink the stuff. Again another searing pain went though her mind. She once again slapped her hand to her forehead. But this time her body seemed to give. Her feet slipped to the ground putting her on her knees. She seemed to be becoming a very clumsy vampiress these daysâ€¦