Asarath peered through the window of the ballroom, eyeing the crowd for his next meal. He had been rather bored this past century, not much exciting had happened. There was that massive fire in Germany and that war in the islands near Asia, but otherwise it hadn't been much fun. And anyway, he was hungry. It was late. So, terrorizing the local royalty might be fun. And tonight was that of a party, so it would be even more fun. And then someone caught his eye.
A girl, the daughter of the nobleman who owned the estate. He had heard stories about her. Her whole line had special blood, but she was the first in the past three centuries who showed signs of actually being able to wield the power of her blood. Taking her would be... interesting.