The boy was surprisingly light or maybe not as surprising seeing how hungry he was. The boy hadn't event told him his name, how rude of him especially now that Bernard was helping him. Or at least, should he help him? One slash, one bite could end it all and he would have rid of the strange wild vampyre, but that would just be boring, wouldn't it? He had been looking for a new face around the mansion after all, what an eventful night this was and hopefully it would be less boring in the future he thought as he trudged back up the hill. A shame he couldn't follow the wind wih cargo, at least it lengthened the walk and didn't hurry it as usual, he actually took time to admire the moonlit farm houses and the near by forests, he made a note to visit that part of the woods more, just to re-establish his claim, who knows how many other renegade inexperienced, untrained an out of control vampyres were out there?
His servants looked at him worriedly as he arrived at his mansion with the limp body slung over his shoulder, but thy were taught not to question their master. He lasted the wild man on one of the guest room coffins, then instructed a young girl to bring him a mirror. He didn't have many mirrors around the mansion and the poor girl had to search high and low before she finally found a wooden handled old dusty mirror of her own. He took it without a word and angled it at the boy, catching his reflection in the dimly lit room. It was as clear as day to his eyes compared to his own fading ghost like reflection. His suspicions confirmed, this boy was not a being of the night for long. He should probably write a letter to the other lords in the area asking if they ha recently lost a little pet. Then again, he was not friends nor even close acquaintances to any of them.
He closed the door and locked it, instructing the servants to take care of their new young master and get him clothed in something e had lying around and get him fed. He also gave a side note to keep the door locked once they exited, then he left his head maids and servants to relay the instructions to the lower ranked of the bunched and carry out his orders tithe point. He didn't bother with who they sent as long as they followed his instructions. He also trusted them not to gossip about his latest find from the wild, if they wanted to stay alive in his house. Off course the mos he was going to do was kick them out, but he didn't have to phrase it that way. Some of his servants did it since they didn't want to live, craving the sort of power he had and hoping if they did their duties well enough they would be welcomed into the darkness. He could lie and promise about that at least.
Once he was informed that his little pet was awake, he smiled glancing out of the window. The boy had indeed slept for a while and he almost wondered if his kind could go into comas. It was thrilling o know his patience had finally payed off. He unlocked he door and strode in after the servant girl that had just left with nine bowls, he had to avoid laughing at how muh blood the young man had taken. "How wonderful to see you awake." He said smiling as he walked to his coffin side. The mirror had been left on the desk near by and he leaned against it, dropping the high mighty and prideful stance. "How are you feeling pet?"