The Night creatures

"We had long awaited this coming day," a much younger man said to the vampire lord, who stood by the window of his study.

"You would finally get to do that which you had been longing for, you would become the most powerful Milord," he continued.

Shining his teeth which was meant to be white, but shined rather brown. Some crumbles of dirt could be seen in between each tooth.

It was quite easy to ascertain his role, the master's bootlicking servant.

Of course, the Vampire Lord seemed to be very much aware, but was lost in thoughts. He didn't seem to be paying attention to what the other insignificant being seemed to be saying. Soon his words drifted to the background and in the Vampire Lords head, it was all about his fury, his rage and his victory as his eyes glistened red while he seemed to be immersed in some kind of victorious trance.

"Milord? Milord.." the other man called out as he had finally realized he was probably speaking to himself.