a man dressed as dracula standing next to a woman in a wedding dress

A tall, dark-haired, short man in his late thirties with a very short moustache, dressed in a fine tailcoat and a huge, long, shiny, bell-shaped black cloak with a white pointed-end bow tie and a shiny red satin lining, appears in the castle gardens, where no light comes through, in the pitch black midnight darkness and deep mist. A handsome, dandy young male vampire in his late thirties, dressed in a pure white wedding dress, showing off his chest, reaches out to the nape of the neck of a young, beautiful woman who has tilted her head to offer it to him and grips her nape tightly to see the blood running down her nape. He became provocative and powerful. ‘Are you now ready to offer your blood to me, the vampire?’ she nodded her head with a rapt expression at his question, tilting her head and letting out an ‘ahhh’ gasp, sincerely awaiting the moment he would bare his two sharp fangs and suck her own blood. ‘Then I will now begin my blood-sucking ritual for you,’ he bared his two sharp fangs from his wide-ope