The next day Ariana walked down the stairs; she went to collect the blood that they would feed on for the week.
Adrian was in the room doing Sophia's hair.
"Daddy, you're doing it all wrong." Sophia complained feeling that her father was pulling her hair too much.
"I am not! I am doing it the same way your mother does it." He said trying to tie the hair.
"It's sore daddy." Sophia complained trying to move away from him.
"Come on sit still, I'm almost done." He said pulling her back in place.
"Princess, what's wrong?" Dylan walked into the room when he heard Sophia complaining.
"Daddy is making me sore." She complained when she saw him.
"She doesn't want to sit still; Ariana went to collect the blood for the week, and this one doesn't want to do her hair." Adrian pointed at her.
"Come let me make her hair quick. The training is about to begin." Dylan replied taking the comb from his hand.