a man and woman standing in a field of red roses

She appears in the Rose Garden in an English castle in the middle of the night, in the middle of the night, when numerous bats are flying around and all around her is an endless and fantastic jet-black darkness and deep, thick fog, completely blocking the light from outside, dressed in a fine swallow-tailed suit with a pointed-end bow tie and a shiny, shiny, red satin lining. A tall, slick back haired, slick back haired, dark haired, short haired, handsome, very dandy, mature male vampire in his early fifties, handsome and very dandy, in his early fifties, wearing a huge, jet black cloak with a long, shiny, bell-shaped collar that hung long on the ground in the Rose Garden. He collapses on the rose carpet with a young, beautiful woman in a long nightgown who is lying barefoot on the carpet of roses, which is laid out in great profusion, and covers her with his black cloak, wrapping her in it and embracing her passionately. In his embrace, she tilts her head and looks enraptured.