A proud red headed noble, Colin lived in a world of perpetual parties. His father had died of plague while Colin was off at University and he was summoned home to be the new lord of his city. At the age of 20 he had already attained everything that his father spent a lifetime building and he was naive and headstrong. It was because of this that Colin was so easily entranced by the night life. He began to have his servants fetch young ladies from the city and bring them to his castle to take part in unspeakable acts of pleasure and euphoria.
It had been two years since Colin had gained the power he used so recklessly. He held the township in his hard grip and would take out his anger on them if he couldn't find a way to relieve his lust upon the young women that the city was ripe with. His heart had begun to blacken and all he cared for was himself. As far as he was concerned no man, woman, or child was outside his grasp. He owned his world and would use it as he saw fit.
Slowly the city he governed no longer amused him and his servants were sent further and further away to find a way to satiate his hunger of the flesh. It was on the return of one of his servants that a captivating lady with long red hair and milky white skin descended from a carriage into his courtyard. She looked more purely bred than any of his previous attractions and that made him all the more wanting to violate her in ways that she was most likely unaware existed.
He welcomed her into his home, offered her food and wine, but she took none and politely insisted that the servants leave their master alone with her. Thinking of untold debauchery Colin ordered them to leave the estate for the night. They closed the doors behind them and left him alone with his soon to be newest conquest.
She dropped her cloak and exposed her voluptuous figure, covered thinly by a red dress that left little to his imagination. He dove at her in an attempt to ravage her as he had done so many, but she dodged his movements faster than he could think. He cursed the wine and watched her like a wolf hunted its prey. She walked to him slowly and ran a fingernail down his cheek. Colin felt his muscles go limp and his eyes begin to droop.
She spoke softly like a sweet syrup into his ear. "Do you wish to be with me always, little lord?" Colin nodded slowly as if under the effects of some drug. She smiled wide and kissed him deep on his neck. Much deeper than he had ever felt before. It made his whole body feel numb and cold. Feeling faint he sat down quickly. The red haired lady that had made him lose his senses picked his cup up and bit her finger. Stirring the cup with her finger she hummed a gentle song that made him forget his sickness. She offered him his cup and he drank of it deeply.
As the last of the dark red liquid passed his lips he gasped for air. He felt a pain unlike any other and fell shaking to the ground. His vision blurred and he felt his heart beat slowing. He looked up at her and reached out before his vision went to blackness.
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