a bride and groom kissing on a red couch

At midnight, in a bedroom in a British palace, a handsome, dandyish, middle-aged vampire with a pointed bow tie and a long, pointed collar, wearing a huge jet-black cape with a shiny red satin lining, and with a short, neatly trimmed beard and black hair, sits on a sofa in the bedroom, dozing off. a handsome, dandy middle-aged vampire in his late fifties with a deep-set face, is sitting on the sofa in his bedroom and dozing off. He wraps his long, chic, white wedding dress-clad young and beautiful woman in a black cloak with a shiny red satin lining from behind her back, and with eyes bloodshot with excitement, he clearly shows his sharp fangs and bites into the wound on her nape. ‘Ah, it feels so good.’ She was deeply entranced by his blood-sucking and had a dazed expression on her face, and as blood began to flow from the wound on the nape of her beautiful neck, his entire lips were moist and red with her blood, and his face was full of a look of even more ferocity.