Ask what she wants.

"We don't want any trouble," you explain. "We're just travelling through. If you want something from us, let us know, just please don't kill us."

Once again, she chuckles. "I can hear the trembling in your voice, boy. I do love when a mortal tries to strike a bargain for their life. Does the feeling of fear truly make one discard their own pride, just to stay safe? You're so quick to do it. I never said I was here to kill you."

Suddenly, she vanishes into a cloud of black smoke. You feel a breeze whip past your body, and before you know it, the woman is standing before the helpless Eva. She pulls a loose strand of hair away from her face, and tucks it back behind her ear as she looks over the girl beneath her--an intimidating, wide smile drawn across her face.

"As a vampire that's as powerful as I, the darkness is more than my place of refuge. It's my toy, and I quite like things to play with," she says as she whips her wrist around in circles, stirring up a mist that surrounds the area around her.

Strands of pure shadow rise up from the ground. They take hold of Eva's bedroll and lift her up into a standing position--the girl helplessly holding it up against her body. She looks around herself in panic as what appears like black ribbons start to wrap around and caress her body, all while the woman stands behind her, and begins stepping closer.

The vampire removes her gloves, revealing long, black-painted nails. The pale woman beside her takes them graciously.

"Relax," Mistress Catherine whispers, and slides her soft but cold hands over Eva's shoulders, and over her upper chest. "As I said, I'm only curious."

Her hands **** their way beneath the bedroll's covering--fingers wrapping around the skin of Eva's bust. She squeezes gently, and slides her head to press against the side of her victim's, and to look towards you.

"Shh," she whispers, and glances to the trembling bunny in her grip. "Don't worry, sweetie. I'll cover them up for you."

"N-No," Eva mutters. "That's too scary."

"Do you think I'll make for a bad bra? I promise I won't let them go~. But I'm afraid you'll have to use your own hands to cover, well, you know." Her lips then move up to briefly whisper directly into her rabbit ears. "The part that's the most excited right now."

"No~!" Eva shouts. "Why would I come out?!"

"Oh you have ****, my dear."

Just then, the ribbons of shadow yank down on the bedroll, and finally pop her out. She panics and lowers her hands down to cover her lower half, all while she nervously trusts the vampire to conceal her tits with her hands. Said hands begin to knead the soft yet firm flesh of her bosom, seeming to enjoy the sensation of groping the timid girl from behind. She maneuvers her fingers across her bare skin, all while concealing the small points at the ends, though barely.

Eva whimpers in the meantime. Her face is flushed red, and her body is shaking. Against her will, she's been propped up naked in front of everybody. Her pussy may be covered by her hands, but her chest's only coverage is a stranger's hands, and it doesn't change the fact that she's entirely unclothed.

"D-Don't look..." she mutters. "P-Please."

Niki turns to you with a scowl. "Stop looking!"

"Why is this my fault?" you reply.

"There's no need to avert your gaze, boy," the vampire says. "I don't think she minds..."

"I mind!" Eva shouts.

"Of course you do, sweetie." She giggles, and continues to caress her chest.

You swallow. "So is this what you want? To have your way with us?"

She lets out a single guffaw. "Oh. You wish. I just wanted to have some fun on this boring journey."

You look to Amara and Niki, who have been strangely quiet this whole time--moreso the latter. It's the warrior that looks more distressed, which isn't what you expected.

"Catherine," Niki mouths, but then speaks up. "Mistress Catherine, they said? You mean, the Vampire Queen?"

"It seems my reputation precedes me," the vampire responds.

"Who?" you ask.

"A famous, powerful vampire I've heard about from other travellers on the road. I didn't think she'd ever be this close to a major city. Apparently, she has a whole castle somewhere, and nobody's been able to slay her in combat, after like... centuries of her being around," Niki explains.

Without warning, the Mistress Catherine allows Eva's tits to drop, and she begins strolling away. Eva panics and covers up with one of her arms, and sinks down into a ball on the ground.

"Close enough," says the vampire. "But I've had enough fun for now. We have more distance to cover before the sun rises. It would be hardly a task to slay you all right here, but I'm not especially hungry at the moment. Be grateful that today, you were spared. Let's continue then, my children of the night. Time waits for no one."

You watch as each of them poof into the shape of a bat, while she becomes a cloud of mist once again. They soar off into the night so quickly and discreetly that you can hardly tell where they went. The party is left alone in an eerie silence.

"That was a nightmare," you mutter. "Is everyone okay?"

Eva climbs into her bedroll and pouts. "No..."

Niki falls to her behind with a thud. "Damn. I wish we could have taken that smug chick's head off, but even I could barely budge."

"Indeed." Amara lowers herself down to her knees. "The strength of a vampire at night is unparalleled. To even consider taking down one, it would require a lot of preparation, such as bringing holy water, and preferably doing so in the daytime."

"We are definitely not vampire hunters," you say. "Let's try to get some sleep, and just be glad we lived that."

"I don't think I did," Eva mutters from inside her cocoon.