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“Servant.” Is far from an order, but Renfield knows what It means. He scrambles to obey Dracula’s command, falling to his knees In a fraction of a second and looking up at him. His body Is hunched over to make himself even smaller than he already appears, sinking lower and lower before his God. He feels his back ache In protest, but he’d rather have a broken spine than face Dracula’s wrath. He can’t blink, can’t move. His head Is bowed In still silence as he waits.
“Tell me, Renfield, how can I recover from our last ambush without the food that I so desperately require to heal my body? Hm? How can I return to full power when you haven’t brought me my meals?”
Renfield swallows, anxiety bubbling In his chest and threatening to spill from his throat, his heart thumps In his chest and he watches Dracula’s cold expression fix on him.