Incubus

You’ve had a productive week, slow going really but productive.

You’d been tempted, ever so sorely to utilize your newfound authority to outright rape the support systems of your prey out from under her. The maids and mercenaries who patrolled the mansion would have made useful fodder if you’d decided to slowly spread your influence though them more directly. Still instead the camouflage afforded you by pretending to be one of the huddled frightened sheep within the castle grounds while the world outside went mad, was itself a useful quality.

Not that you hadn’t taken every chance to take advantage of it, starting to spend some times with your new thralls