"Do you feel better now?" Ludwig questioned the still slightly fidgety human, who shook his head and grumbled that he should have just killed that disgusting spider. "I don't kill defenseless beings that aren't a threat to anybody." The vampire retorted and sat down next to the redhead. 

"Oh but almost killing the guy that's jerking you off is totally fine, huh?" Caden sarcastically asked, causing Ludwig to blush.

He had desperately hoped that the human had forgotten what had happened or, at least, was too ashamed of it to mention it. But, apparently, neither was the case. "I…uhm…it…" The dark-haired vampire stuttered, unable to find the right words to express how ashamed he was of what he had done and how much he regretted that he had actually liked the redhead's tender touch. 

"I. Uhm. It!" Caden mimicked him in a more aggressive tone and then added with a frown, "Could you just grow a pair and say what you wanna say? This unkissed wallflower behavior is so not cool." 

Even though Ludwig didn't exactly understand what the human was saying, because of his strange way of speaking, he still understood that the redhead wanted him to man-up and confess why he was being so coy. He was about to explain himself when a question crossed his mind. "What year of the Lord is it?"

"It's two-thousand twenty-one. Why are you asking?"

If his heart had been still beating, it surely would have stopped right there. Ludwig did the math over and over again in disbelief, but every time he got to the same result.

"Two-hundred and fifteen years."

"What?" 

"I've been on this god forsaken island for two-hundred and fifteen years!" Ludwig yelled, the realization making him furious. No wonder I barely understand this human! The world must have changed so much!

"Who owns the new world?!" The vampire asked while grabbing Caden by the shoulders. The redheadhad no idea what he meant with 'new world' at first, but then, he remembered from his history classes that people back in the day called America the ‘new world.’

"Well, it's called America now and also who 'owns' it kinda depends on who you ask." Caden truthfully answered and then added with a smug grin, "In my humble opinion it's the one percent, who, just so you know, I'm a part of."

"You…own America?!" 

"Well… I mean kinda? It's more like my dad does but if he… Look, that shit is difficult to explain, okay?!" Caden huffed, feeling embarrassed that he technically didn't own anything and that the only reason that he belonged to the one percent was that he was born into a wealthy family. "Besides, you don't own shit either!" He tried to defend himself against the judgment of the blue-eyed vampire, which only existed in the redhead's imagination. 

"I used to be a king under the holy Roman emperor." Ludwig said after a few minutes of silence between them. His voice had been no more than a whisper and his eyes looked off into the distance, saddened and yearning for the life he once had. I should have died with my kingdom, but no I had to throw it all away just for pleasure. He thought and hung his head in shame 

Caden, on the other hand, who had never really cared about history or school in general, was just puzzled about what the vampire was talking about. What's a holy Roman emperor? And just how fucking old is he?!

"Hey… uhm maybe we got off on the wrong foot. I mean we are kinda from different worlds, right? So uhm… I'm Caden Alexander Bloomberg. It's nice to meet you." The redhead said with a forced smile and extended his hand towards the dark-haired vampire. Ludwig hesitated for a moment, unsure what to make of his new companion but then shook his hand. 

"It's nice to meet you too Caden Alexander Bloomberg, I'm Ludwig, king of… this island, I suppose." 

"Just call me Caden, dude. No need for formalities, I already had your dick in my hand."