Albrecht did not toy long with the maiden, and though he at first resigned himself to the euphoria of the kiss, somehow, he managed to reach into his resolve to pull away before he put her health in serious peril. Stepping back, his hand still covering her eyes, his tongue rubs against the punctures in her neck, sealing them away as though she had never been bitten. As the succulent blood rolls along his tongue, for a moment, temptation begins to push him to undo his work of concealing what he had done and drain her of what blood still coursed in her veins... yet Albrecht resists once more. "Go away, girl, I have no more need of you," Albrecht speaks with a somewhat strained voice as he finally releases his grasp from over her eyes, giving her a push towards the door. The scent of blood is still intoxicating, and while he is a man of a resolute will, it is still best not to have the opportunity dangling before him.<br/><br/>Only once she is gone does the vampire bring his fingers to the blood coating his mouth and chin. He had been careful to spill as little as possible, but it was inevitable that some rogue drops would escape his lips. "Now, business," Albrecht spoke, taking his seat, obviously paying no heed to the food and drink prepared for him. Having had a moment to collect himself, it seems as though this had never taken place. "Tell me what has been prepared and what is in need of my attendance, boy."