You sleep till nightfall

Your rest is undisturbed and wake when it’s already getting dark again. You’re thinking of heading back to Aela. Got to make certain Keyla hasn’t drained her or her mother. It is doubtful she would, but you want to make certain.
When you take hold of the doors handle, you are reminded how cold your body feels. That’s right, the blessing to keep your body warm should have worn off again. Better call upon it again and warm yourself. You don’t want the sisters finding out about your undead nature.

Like usual you summon the power of the Burning Rose, and like expected you are seeing an image of both your goddesses. Though this time, the Winter Lotus doesn’t sneak up on the Burning rose. She is already there, with both her hands on the virgin goddess’s breasts.
She is massaging them, moving them into circles and regularly gives them a squeeze. The Burning Rose seems visibly annoyed with the ministrations, but doesn’t seem to fight back. Is she even capable.
As your body slowly heats up, you see one of the vampires goddess’s hands slide down the virgin goddess’s body. The pale fingers dance over the redhead’s crimson bush, finds its way between your first deity’s legs and a single finger traces along her slit.
Then your body is fully warmed and the prayer ends.
You don’t know what this vision means, but you have a bad feeling about it.

You walk through the abbeys hallways and once again, you get lost. Luckily there are much more sisters around this time, more so then last night, so you can easily ask for directions.
Just as you are about to pull one of the sisters aside, you notice two familiar figures up ahead. Hanna and Angela, the apprentice paladin’s. They are standing at an intersection of hallways and each is holding a mug with a pitcher between them.
“Good evening Hanna, Angela,” You greet them, “How are you girls doing?”
“Bad.” Hanna replies abruptly and takes a swig from her mug.
“Pardon her rudeness,” Angela replies as she refills her mug. “But she’s right. We’re not doing great.”
“What’s wrong?” You ask, showing honest concern for their wellbeing.
“We don’t know.” Angela says. “We just can’t seem to lessen our thirst.” After which she drinks up the entire contents of the mug she just poured for herself.
Hanna takes her mug from her lips and fills it up again. “We just keep drinking and drinking but this thirst is relentless.”
It is when Hanna opens her mouth to drink again, that you notice something about her teeth. Her canines are slightly longer than those of a normal human. Oh no, could it be.
As Angela refills her mug, you peer into her open mouth and notice her canines are slightly longer too.
“So thirsty.” The blonde whispers.