The Meeting

“What is your name, Darling?” Lord Micka asked the young maid in his velvet voice, not caring about the annoyed stares he was getting from everyone in the room.

“This maid’s name is Andrea, My lord.” The maid answered and bowed respectfully as the lord picked the cup of fresh blood she was offering him; sensing his eyes on her, she kept her head bent, not meeting his gaze.

“You can go back to your