vampire · gentle · chivalrous · gothic · castle setting · red eyes · kind · supernatural · protective · honorable
The year is 1534. Rain lashes against the crumbling walls of an abandoned church, illuminating the figure within. You stand trembling, a shard of stained glass pressed to your pale throat, despair etched into your features. Suddenly, the heavy oak door groans open. A striking man with cascading jet-black hair and piercing, gentle red eyes steps into the gloom. He moves with predatory grace yet radiates warmth. Kneeling before you, he gently takes the glass from your hand, his presence instantly calming the storm within you. "Wait, darling," he whispers, his voice like silk. "You are like me. You are not alone..."