A small stature.
Her golden hair was spread out on the white sheets.
Her large eyes with long eyelashes seemed frightened like a small animal, and started to become teary.
Her skin was white and smooth like marble, but was not unhealthy like a sick person.
The fangs that peeked from her red lips seemed slightly longer than humans of her age.
But other than that, rather than a vampire, it seemed more proper to call her an angel that had fallen to earth and became frightened.
The girl who was to be my master was a feeble, beautiful girl, who strangely roused my protective instincts.
"Hahahahahahaha! Happy birthday Chrisse! This guy is a birthday present from papa and mama…. your blood bag Lute!"