While the young male atop the castle was noticing a certain presence, that same presence was noticing him. 'Hm, what on earth is Death doing here now?' she wondered more than ready to go investiage this. Still she had her duites, and her eyes shifted upward as she stood outside of the master bedroom. But given she'd heard at least the voice of her master she knew there was nothing to worry about. "As you like Master, they are several minutes out as it stands. You have plenty of time, so long as you don't tarry," she mentioned. Humans and vampires alike were known to seek their pleasure in each other. This pair was married and seemed like the type to get distracted by each other physically, if left to their own devices. Of course, Alina had no problem with this, but the sooner they dealt with their next visitor the better. "Begging your pardon, I'll be going forthwith," and just like that she was gone again. A few moments thereafter she would be appearing on the roof to check on that which she'd felt. "Oh? I was right, what is someone like you doing here?" she asked seeming to find his appearance curious.
Meanwhile, Kasmina was beginning to stir, and it had absolutely nothing to do with the voices around the castle which she'd already learned to ignore unless there was a certain level of urgency. No, there was skin rubbing against hers causing goose flesh as she stirred more, aiming to achieve greater contact and further her arousal even in this slightly less than conscious state. Even so, it seemed her husband's eyes would be upon her as she opened her own and slipped her arms around him. She knew they were to wake now for something more pressing than their own physical needs, but her discontent at this thought was immediately quelled by the sensation of Sorin's lips against her forehead. "So I hear, if I am being candid I would much rather stay here with you, but I suppose it is not presently an option. That being said, this is by far the best way to wake up every morning," she said as she laid lips against the center of his chest wrapping herself around him to gently embrace his flesh if for but a fleeting moment. "Good morning, Sorin," Kasmina managed less groggily than one would have expected. The young woman's sentence finished and she loosened her grip to begin moving about the room, her full intention to get dressed so they could meet whatever visitor they had.