"You would threaten me, but a humble visitor to your home?" he asked, a pale hand moving to his chest, as if in disbelief.  "I had thought the standards of your father had been passed onto you, my dear Nakia."  The vampire smiled, and bowed lightly, his golden locks framing his face like a shawl.<br/><br/>"Fear not, my child.  I mean you no harm.  I am but a visitor to your home, and would be treated as such.  Is your father expecting a guest?"  It was a ruse, of course, intended to get her distracted enough for him to attack.