They accept

“You know, I don’t mind staying young.” One of the sisters said.
“Or never getting tired.” Another replied.
One by one, they bring up positive things that come with being a vampire. Soon enough the hall is fill with excitement and there is a smile on everyone’s face.
“Then I say we celebrate by dividing the surviving servant girls amongst us.” You tell them.
The sisters follow you as you walk to the kitchen, then open the door to the cellar when they have been imprisoned.

You find them hiding behind barrels, sacks of grain or chunks of meat. One by one, the sisters grab one of the servants from their hiding places.
Leanne takes one with short brown hair, summons the eyes of the Winter Lotus and says “Be me servant.” The girl replies, “servant” then peacefully walks out with her mistress.
Jola grabs a girl, passes her to one of the other sisters and grabs the redhead behind her. Her eyes then also turn red and says “Be my thrall” as she looks into the redheads eyes. The redhead replies “thrall” and starts following Jola.
You see Angela carefully walk up to a young servant with black hair. Her blue eyes turn red and you hear her say. “Be my … umh … could you … be my friend?”
The black haired girl repeats “friend”, then accepts Angela’s hand and they walk out.

When there are no longer any servants to be given you gather those sisters who didn’t get a thrall and address them seperatly. You notice Hanna is one of them.
“Ok, so you girls will have to go out into the city and find your own thralls.” You explain. “Be careful not to use the eyes of the Winter Lotus when other people are around. You need to look someone straight into their eyes for it to work and you can only give one command.”
The lot of them nod and keep listening.
“Also, try getting thralls that are good looking. Human blood tastes better when they are in the middle of an orgasm, so if you want the best out of them, you’ll need to make love to them every once in a while.”
“Can they be male?” Hanna asks.
“They can.” You tell her. “But be careful not to be seduced into losing your virginity to them. You’ll still be a vampiress if you do, but not a sister to the Burning Rose anymore.”
Hanna smirks and … you don’t quite know what to make of it.
“Finally, be sure you are back before sunrise. The light of the sun will kill you.”
That said, the sisters head out into the as yet unaware city.