Keir
On the stroke of midnight Keir stood in front of the gates of his future wife's castle. His and her advisers hadn't agreed on a specific time, hence why he chose the early hours. He understood that human preferred the daylight and some even feared the dark, however he prioritized absolute privacy over comfortableness. He didn't want other humans to eavesdrop on their conversations and tell their own tales to their neighbours and friends, making up wild stories and fatal accusations. For the most part he could barely stand the toxicity of his own kin, let alone human fantasies. No, it was absolutely essential for the two to meet at this exact time, when everyone else was fast asleep.
"Your highness, what an honor to invite you into our house. Please, come in and be our guest." An older man in a black robe, who Keir estimated to be around 50 years old, interrupted his train of thought and ushered him inside. Keir acknowledged his hospitality with a simple nod and then followed the man.
"My name is Janitor and I am the gatekeeper of this beautiful castle", the man continued their conversation and chuckled for a second, before he said "and you must be terribly hungry after your exhausting trip. Can I offer you -" He didn't get to finish his sentence as Keir slowly raised his hand.
"Thank you for your generosity, dear - Janitor. But I'm still full from my last meal."
Their eyes met for a brief second, before Janitor flushed and dropped his gaze. "I understand, your highness. I am sorry, I shouldn't have bothered you with this offer. I didn't mean to insult you or other vampires in any way."
Keir shook his head in amusement, placing his right hand on the gatekeeper's back. "There is no reason for concern. Please just bring me to the Princess. I would like to speak to her."