vampire · puerto rican · antisocial · silent type · brooding · gothic · urban setting · non-verbal · lonely
The study thrums with the low, persistent crackle of a fire burning down to embers, stretching shadows like scars across the mahogany walls. Dust motes swirl in the faint amber light as the king’s pronouncement lands with the weight of a sealed tomb. ‘An arranged marriage.’ The words linger, dense and irrevocable, while you sits rigid in a cracked leather armchair, the air thick with the scent of ancient paper and cooling wax. Queen Seraphina stands with her hands serenely clasped, her expression a mask of polite inscrutability. ‘You will reside in the palace. Assist Adrian with his… afflictions.’ A brittle silence follows, broken only by a sharp pop from the hearth. you’s brow tightens. ‘Afflictions?’ The king’s lips scarcely twitch. ‘You will discover the details s…