

Reinhilde was born in 1869 to a low class actress and a rogue whose name she does not carry. When Reinhilde was six, her mother died of consumption and Reinhilde was subsequently picked up by an orphanage. She trained there to be a maid until she was nine in which she was advertised as a servant. While Reinhilde was excellent at following directions, she had trouble thinking for herself and she had never been a pretty child to look at, despite her mother's profession.
Thus after a year of no prospects and much talk among the orphan masters of sending her off to France, a soup kitchen, run by the Sisters of the Holy Sepulchre, took pity and adopted her. Reinhilde liked it well there (although they did have a tendency to call her Rachel, not Reinhilde) and worked there until her death in 1886.
Sonja Goleins understood the need of a good servant; ghouls had certain limitations. Besides, all woman feel a slight desire to mother; Sonja had been unable in life. Thus in the cold month of 1886, Sonja garnered permission and did mother- Reinhilde into undeath. At first, Reinhilde found her new life fascinating. It was being at last superior to those she had been inferior to all her life. Berauscht!
But then the transformation began. Sonja had been kind to Reinhilde in life, making sure she was fed and clothed, never calling her Rachel, and even taught Reinhilde to read. It was the same in death and, the same, Sonja did not find need to reveal her true image to Reinhilde. When the changes began, Reinhilde thought she was truly dying, ever so painful. She felt Sonja had betrayed her, letting her taste something so sweet and then replacing it with sour poison. As first, Sonja had tried to comfort her, but to no avail. Sonja, realizing the choices, decided it was time for Reinhilde to learn about what was to be a vampire.
As Reinhilde grew clumps of hair upon her torso, as her nails blackened and stumped, as her skin cracked and yellowed and as her nose flattened as a beast’s, Sonja dropped her own mask for her child. The sight appalled Reinhilde. She didn’t understand the significance. “As I am, you are becoming.” Sonja told her, “This life we have, you have, is a gift, and a curse.” This was Reinhilde’s first lesson.
It was soon after this Reinhilde discovered another part of her curse. For seven years se had worked in the Sepulchre’s kitchen. She, young, had oft been appointed to take care of the children. If all else had been done, the kitchen cleaned and fire banked, they would give Reinhilde the task of being nanny to the children, so that their mothers could go unworried about their evening tasks. Reinhilde had taken her tasks seriously and with much pride. Even in undeath, she vowed she would still play the silent guardian to them. Who else did they have? Yet hunting, that first night after her transformation, she found she could no longer stomach adult blood. She spent that night vomiting up the essence she so desperately needed to survive. Reinhilde found only the light blood of children could she stomach. Thus her curse.
Sonja is greatly absorbed in the politics of society. While not of any significance now, Sonja is working hard to become one. Reinhilde, so young in life and death, is largely ignorant about its complications. She does know some things since Sonja does care about Reinhilde, and also uses her to run errands and other small tasks. Reinhilde is a good child: obedient, loyal, (and blood bonded as a precaution) Reinhilde is not sure why she is filled with such a (children-ly) love for Sonja, other than Sonja actually cares about her. Thus is the current situation.
Concerning:
Christian, age 8
Christina, age 5
Stephanos, age 3
Reinhilde made it her task to watch over the children who fed and slept at the Sepulchre. In life, she took a particularly favor to three siblings whose mother had died in the birthing of the youngest and father, a year later, in a mining accident. Reinhilde took great pity of them. They, in turn, depended on her as a caretaker. In death, Reinhilde could not abandon them and still would talk to them and sing lullabies as well as being sure they were cared for.

