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Marcus held carefully the shaft of the stemware, and he slowly stirred the wine.

He learned in his youth that by stirring it, the most volatile compounds of the wine would dissipate in evaporation; the strong odors would lessen; it will allow the wine to breath; and most importantly, shaking the glass activates the ester, allowing the person to savor and enjoy the aromas of wine while drinking it.

His eyes reflected in red by the liquid slowly pouring him with aroma. He took a small sip, tasting it. The sweet yet slight bitterness delivered the right amount of value that calmed down his pounding heart.

It was quite a semblance. The blood and the wine hold the same singularity of every vampires desires—the sweet scent that transcended in their taste, magnified by their primal hunger. It was for this reason Marcus intended to revel by this… small thing—wines and foods—to temporarily satiate his hunger for human blood. He knew within himself, he’s not getting any better.