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Darius felt a little fear, and even disgust, at what he had become, but it’s too late, for he knew what she said is true. He realized the craving he felt was for blood…human blood. See no other recourse he followed Bathory as she moved towards the grave keepers house.

Approaching it Darius saw a middle aged man holding an old fashioned lantern in his hand. Seeing Bathory he bowed. “Mistress, I have waited for you. I hope all is ready.”

Bathory nodded, then gestured at Darius. “Brian, this is Darius, my eyes and ears here. You will follow his orders as if they were my own.” She didn’t wait for a reply, instead she faced Darius. “This groundskeeper is Brian, and he is my thrall. He will not betray you, and will follow your orders. As a thrall he can move about during the day…yet at the same time his job requires him to work at night. He sleeps during the middle of the day, but during the rest of the day you can order him to do things for you.”

Darius nodded. Before he could say anything Bathory again moved off, Brian following, and so did Darius. They moved towards the gate, which Brian opened.