a man in a tuxedo looking at a woman laying on a bed

It was the dead of night, with the outside world shrouded in inky blackness, and a tall, dark-haired, dandyish, handsome young vampire in his late thirties, dressed in a high-quality jet-black tuxedo and a long, glossy black cloak with a high collar and a shiny red satin lining, a dandy and handsome young man in his late thirties with short black hair and a short moustache, is a vampire who is sleeping on a bed in a bedroom in a castle in England, staring at the sleeping form of a young and beautiful woman as he opens his mouth wide to reveal his fangs, and says ‘Well, the scent of the blood of a young and beautiful woman that will moisten my throat again tonight is guiding me. I can't wait any longer. Oh, I want to suck your blood right now.’ With this strong determination, he makes all the necessary preparations for a dramatic blood-sucking attack on her.