It is a truth
universally acknowledged that a single vampyre must be in want of a wife.
Someone biddable, her memories easily expunged to allow for strange,
inexplicable deeds and baffling circumstances. A tractable creature, of average
intelligence, willing to attend to the business of producing heirs and keep out
of all else. A girl easily moulded, incurious, indifferent, and demanding
nothing beyond access to his fortune.