Cain was letting the sun hit his face, feeling the morning rays warm on his pale fair skin. Most of the other guards would probably be near their charges or practicing at the training yard. But not he. He would rather enjoy the fresh new warm morning until His Mistress, Victoria would call him to her side. However, he had to enjoy his mornings more carefully. It had been nearly a year since his yearly sickness of sunstroke. A consequence of being a Dhampir, he was given most of the abilities of a vampire, but on a rare occasion had to suffer from the severest form of heatstroke known to man. Well, man and monster.
But Cain had to snap back to reality. His mistress would soon be up and about, and he'd soon be called upon to be at her side. He checked his equipment, from the details of his sword down to the last bullet of his less often used Pistol.
Nodding to himself in satisfaction, he walked back into the manor and did his daily walk about the hallways to ensure no one had snuck in. He wanted no one, be they human or Vampire, to harm the one person he devoted all his protection and safety to. Emerald eyes gleamed as they checked every nook, every cranny and crevice. It was then he stood up even straighter as if he wanted to look bold and confident.
"Keep your guard up, you have a name to uphold." he muttered to himself as he continued his walk, and would do so until called. He was a Dragon, Dracul, after all.