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Following Farhad’s departure towards the town, Ulrike made her way to the kitchens, since it was past dinner time, not a lot of servants remained there. Nevertheless she was able to secure some refreshments and food for the late guests she was expecting. It was an odd request, she had never before asked for such arrangements this late in the evening, but nobody was about to question the requests of their lady.

On her part she made sure that the fire was stoked in the small sitting room that she and Farhad often gathered after their lessons. She had time to kill so she did some light reading while waiting for her guests to arrive. She was very curious as well as anxious, not knowing who these guests would be. She had seen herself however that Farhad had a way with people, unlike Laurenz, he rarely had to use any mind tricks, he could captivate people just through his charismatic nature. Even being an outsider, who would normally be viewed with suspicion, he was able to gain people’s trust very easily. Perhaps his greatest talent was the ability to determine which of the women would be open to his advances, he was very perceptive.

That part became apparent when he finally arrived in the company of two women from the town.
By his side was a fairly young woman, in her 30s, dark blonde with a sweet looking face and plump physique. She was widowed very young and had to work as a seamstress to support herself after that.
The other was a very young woman, at the age when one was expected to be wed, shall we say, as young as Ulrike was when she was turned. Ulrike was indeed very glad to see her, Farhad probably had noticed that she took a liking to her in one of their excursions into the town.

That girl was quite petite, with a soft freckled face and long brown hair often tied into a braid that rested over her shoulder. She was quiet yet sociable and fairly sought after as a bride, already there were half a dozen young men that had asked for her hand from her father. Of course they hadn’t decided who the lucky one would be, they were more focused on increasing her dowry.
In that regard she was encouraged to socialize and interact with people, so that they’d choose the most suitable man to benefit their family.

This was a good excuse to justify staying out late, being invited to the palace was an added benefit, as perceived by her parents. The family was considered as part of the lower nobility, so if she were to find a bachelor from a higher house, it would help elevate them as well.

Ulrike wasted no time in welcoming them to the sitting room, she offered them food and wine and Farhad proceeded to play music on a borrowed lute. The three women sang along with him and danced for a while, consuming the wine in the meantime.

When the music stopped, Farhad directed all his attention to his guest, she was very receptive, it had been obvious to him that she had been lonely and when he encountered lonely women, he felt the need to fill that void with his overpowering presence. It was easy to take her aside and show her affection. After all this is how he fed, and he made sure that the experience was a pleasurable one to both.

Of course that left Ulrike with the other girl, Ulrike was more subtle, she was still rather young as a vampire and she didn’t have a lot of experience before being turned either. Of course she found this young woman attractive and from what it seemed that attraction was reciprocated, but Ulrike had no delusions, she was more pragmatic than romantic, the attraction made the feeding easier, but she wasn’t going to pursue this girl into an actual romance or affair.

Still, the mild intoxication from the wine, the mood that was set by the music and the overall disposition that the girl had towards Ulrike made this seduction a lot easier than Ulrike had anticipated. More often than not, feeding felt like a chore to her, something she had to do in order to survive and remain in control of her monstrous side, but this time it was enjoyable, intimate and with less guilt than usual. Even though the girl would probably not remember much of this experience, Ulrike wasn’t going to forget it.

As they sat there looking at each other and engaging in small talk afterwards, Ulrike was thinking that despite everything she should help that girl reach the goal her family had placed before her. She was making plans on how to enlarge her dowry and which people she would introduce as eligible bachelors for her family. Her thoughts were interrupted by a soft knock on the door.

She excused herself and walked to the door curiously, wondering who would be interrupting this late into the evening. She opened the door only slightly, enough to see who was behind. She was surprised to see her father standing there, with a desperate expression on his face.

“Papa? Are you alright? I thought you’d be asleep by now.”

“I couldn’t sleep, I thought I’d look for you…I’m restless Ulrike.”

“I see…I have been entertaining guests, but tell me, what is the matter?”
She asked, concerned.

“I don’t know…I feel weak, there are so many things I can’t remember, so much confusion, something is happening to me and I don’t understand what it is. Am I going insane?”

“No papa, a lot of things have happened, perhaps we should sit down and have a talk, put things in the right order?”

“If it would make me feel at ease, my daughter, yes I would like that, I’ve been feeling so lost lately, I hope that you can help me.”

“I hope so too…” She gently caressed his face and looked at him with a lot of compassion. She couldn’t even imagine what he was going through or if she could even help him without compromising what she felt was moral.

“You should go rest papa, I will come find you tomorrow evening and we can talk, alright? But please try to rest.”

He simply nodded in agreement, some of the concern was erased from his tired face, she placed a kiss on his forehead and bid him good night and then stood at the doorway and watched him walk slowly towards his chambers.

Her whole mood changed after this, she worried about him a lot, she then decided that she had to cut this gathering short and collect her thoughts. There was no protest from the rest, Farhad of course offered to escort the women back to town and make sure they made it home safely.

Ulrike was left alone with her thoughts once again, looking out the window and into the town.

Hopefully Farhad will have some advice on what to do to help papa…soon enough I have to learn to rely on myself for such things…

She remained there for just a bit longer and then retired to her quarters before Farhad was bad, she didn’t want to ruin his mood as well tonight.

She was starting to realize the amount of challenges that she would have to face on her own moving forward, not a comforting thought, but knowing that she had Laurenz and Farhad on her side, greatly bolstered her resolve.

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Following Farhad’s departure towards the town, Ulrike made her way to the kitchens, since it was past dinner time, not a lot of servants remained there. Nevertheless she was able to secure some refreshments and food for the late guests she was expecting. It was an odd request, she had never before asked for such arrangements this late in the evening, but nobody was about to question the requests of their lady.

On her part she made sure that the fire was stoked in the small sitting room that she and Farhad often gathered after their lessons. She had time to kill so she did some light reading while waiting for her guests to arrive. She was very curious as well as anxious, not knowing who these guests would be. She had seen herself however that Farhad had a way with people, unlike Laurenz, he rarely had to use any mind tricks, he could captivate people just through his charismatic nature. Even being an outsider, who would normally be viewed with suspicion, he was able to gain people’s trust very easily. Perhaps his greatest talent was the ability to determine which of the women would be open to his advances, he was very perceptive.

That part became apparent when he finally arrived in the company of two women from the town.
By his side was a fairly young woman, in her 30s, dark blonde with a sweet looking face and plump physique. She was widowed very young and had to work as a seamstress to support herself after that.
The other was a very young woman, at the age when one was expected to be wed, shall we say, as young as Ulrike was when she was turned. Ulrike was indeed very glad to see her, Farhad probably had noticed that she took a liking to her in one of their excursions into the town.

That girl was quite petite, with a soft freckled face and long brown hair often tied into a braid that rested over her shoulder. She was quiet yet sociable and fairly sought after as a bride, already there were half a dozen young men that had asked for her hand from her father. Of course they hadn’t decided who the lucky one would be, they were more focused on increasing her dowry.
In that regard she was encouraged to socialize and interact with people, so that they’d choose the most suitable man to benefit their family.

This was a good excuse to justify staying out late, being invited to the palace was an added benefit, as perceived by her parents. The family was considered as part of the lower nobility, so if she were to find a bachelor from a higher house, it would help elevate them as well.

Ulrike wasted no time in welcoming them to the sitting room, she offered them food and wine and Farhad proceeded to play music on a borrowed lute. The three women sang along with him and danced for a while, consuming the wine in the meantime.

When the music stopped, Farhad directed all his attention to his guest, she was very receptive, it had been obvious to him that she had been lonely and when he encountered lonely women, he felt the need to fill that void with his overpowering presence. It was easy to take her aside and show her affection. After all this is how he fed, and he made sure that the experience was a pleasurable one to both.

Of course that left Ulrike with the other girl, Ulrike was more subtle, she was still rather young as a vampire and she didn’t have a lot of experience before being turned either. Of course she found this young woman attractive and from what it seemed that attraction was reciprocated, but Ulrike had no delusions, she was more pragmatic than romantic, the attraction made the feeding easier, but she wasn’t going to pursue this girl into an actual romance or affair.

Still, the mild intoxication from the wine, the mood that was set by the music and the overall disposition that the girl had towards Ulrike made this seduction a lot easier than Ulrike had anticipated. More often than not, feeding felt like a chore to her, something she had to do in order to survive and remain in control of her monstrous side, but this time it was enjoyable, intimate and with less guilt than usual. Even though the girl would probably not remember much of this experience, Ulrike wasn’t going to forget it.

As they sat there looking at each other and engaging in small talk afterwards, Ulrike was thinking that despite everything she should help that girl reach the goal her family had placed before her. She was making plans on how to enlarge her dowry and which people she would introduce as eligible bachelors for her family. Her thoughts were interrupted by a soft knock on the door.

She excused herself and walked to the door curiously, wondering who would be interrupting this late into the evening. She opened the door only slightly, enough to see who was behind. She was surprised to see her father standing there, with a desperate expression on his face.

“Papa? Are you alright? I thought you’d be asleep by now.”

“I couldn’t sleep, I thought I’d look for you…I’m restless Ulrike.”

“I see…I have been entertaining guests, but tell me, what is the matter?”
She asked, concerned.

“I don’t know…I feel weak, there are so many things I can’t remember, so much confusion, something is happening to me and I don’t understand what it is. Am I going insane?”

“No papa, a lot of things have happened, perhaps we should sit down and have a talk, put things in the right order?”

“If it would make me feel at ease, my daughter, yes I would like that, I’ve been feeling so lost lately, I hope that you can help me.”

“I hope so too…” She gently caressed his face and looked at him with a lot of compassion. She couldn’t even imagine what he was going through or if she could even help him without compromising what she felt was moral.

“You should go rest papa, I will come find you tomorrow evening and we can talk, alright? But please try to rest.”

He simply nodded in agreement, some of the concern was erased from his tired face, she placed a kiss on his forehead and bid him good night and then stood at the doorway and watched him walk slowly towards his chambers.

Her whole mood changed after this, she worried about him a lot, she then decided that she had to cut this gathering short and collect her thoughts. There was no protest from the rest, Farhad of course offered to escort the women back to town and make sure they made it home safely.

Ulrike was left alone with her thoughts once again, looking out the window and into the town.

Hopefully Farhad will have some advice on what to do to help papa…soon enough I have to learn to rely on myself for such things…

She remained there for just a bit longer and then retired to her quarters before Farhad was bad, she didn’t want to ruin his mood as well tonight.

She was starting to realize the amount of challenges that she would have to face on her own moving forward, not a comforting thought, but knowing that she had Laurenz and Farhad on her side, greatly bolstered her resolve.