Before Finn could really do or say anything, the vampire collapsed, leaving Finn in the silence of the clearing. Part of her wanted to turn and run, pretend as though she had never witnessed the strange figure in the park. She was not cut out for confrontations, and this situation was more dangerous and more difficult than her fifteen years experience allowed her to combat. If she had allowed her instincts to kick in, she would have turned, run, and then probably locked herself in her room and cried out of guilt for a solid hour.
But Finn was a straight moral arrow. She called "P-Pippy!" The house elf appeared immediately, looking up at her as she grabbed her Finn's hand. "Is Mistress okay?" The house elf spun around and gasped so hard that she fell backwards, and Finn had to catch her. Finn kneeled and spun the elf around, looking her in her eyes. "Look - that lady is like me, like dad, like Master Orpheus. We need to take her back to the castle. Can you take us? Please, Pippy?"
The house elf blinked, her eyes wide with terror, before slowly nodding. Finn nodded and the two hurried over to the figure. Between the tow of them, they pulled the woman up until a slumped sitting position and Pippy was able to snap her fingers, and they disapparated.
Pippy managed to bring them into the grand entry of Margam Castle. Finn immediately released the other vampire and ran towards the sitting room, where she expected to find her father. He was reading a book of poetry as she ran in and when he turned to look at her, he knew there was something wrong.
"What's happened?" he asked.
Finn swallowed. "There was a woman - a vampire. She's blood deficient, I think."
Orpheus paused and, for one moment, her father looked much older than usual as he considered the dilemma. Her irritation and fear towards her father in the past few days vanished and she stepped forward, looking up to her father for guidance. He brought a hand down and brushed her jawline, smiling. "You're a good girl," he said. "You did well." He hurried into the entryway and immediately stooped, lifting the woman into his arms, seeming suddenly younger than his real age. And Finn watched her father take the woman downstairs, where she was never allowed to go.
- - -
Orpheus had delivered the woman to the first room in his underground floor. It was the cleanest, the most normal, and kept as a place for experimentation when he needed it. It was clean and white, and a large stone table took up the majority of the room. The strange woman was stretched across it, and she had a feeding tube delivering fresh blood from one of his freshest victims straight into her system. He turned and began wiping his slightly bloodied hands in a shiny steel basin, waiting for her to wake up.