a man and woman dressed as dracula kissing in front of a castle

A dandy in his late forties with black hair and a moustache, dressed in a high-quality tailcoat, a white bow tie with a pointed end, and a huge jet-black cloak with a glossy red satin lining and a high collar, who is standing on the rooftop of a British castle in the middle of the night, surrounded by a sea of blackness and mist, with numerous bats flying about. handsome young male vampire whispers into the ear of the young, beautiful woman in the long dress he is holding in his arms, ‘I will soon drink your blood, guided by the scent of your sweet blood. My fate is to always drink the blood of beautiful women like you as sustenance for my life.’ As he strides along the castle rooftop, he lets his huge black cloak billow in the wind, and the vividness of the shiny red satin lining stands out clearly against the night sky of the English castle. His fearless expression further solidifies his image.